Lukas and Henry pushed through the throng of students arriving at the academy that evening. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement and anxiety as students hurried about, some heading to their dorms while the diligent few went to the training grounds to practice new spells. The academy grounds were alive with energy, the air thick with the promise of new challenges and achievements.
"Just where the hell is she?" Henry muttered as they finally emerged from the crowd. Theresa was supposed to meet them at the front of the hall, but she was nowhere to be seen. Henry's face fell with disappointment.
"Oh, you guys are here," a soft feminine voice called out from behind them.
They turned to find Theresa sitting near a bench, her gaze fixed on the students practicing in the training grounds. Her presence was calm and composed, a stark contrast to the chaos around her.
