The next month or so, Kain's life at Dark Moon College settled into its usual rhythm from his first year: attending classes, training, receiving reports on the beer business and going on the occasional mission.
Aside from the addition of Gabriel and the search for a solution to his predicament, life was as usual. With the exception of some new faces…
Though it hadn't been long since he was a first-year himself, the difference felt stark. The first-years seemed so much younger, their expressions bright and unguarded, their voices carrying a mix of wonder and nervous energy. Compared to them, he felt like a seasoned veteran—a strange thought, considering that there was only a one-year gap in their ages.
"They're like a bunch of wide-eyed chicks," he muttered under his breath, smirking as he watched one group of first years practicing enhancing each of their senses for the spiritual skills assessment held not long after school started.
