It was evening already. The sun was slowly descending, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, while the moon began to show its face, ready to take over the celestial duty. The transition from day to night brought a tranquil beauty to the surroundings, the air growing cooler and the shadows lengthening.
Lukas and Henry were getting ready for their resumption at the academy. The room was filled with the bustling activity of packing and preparation. Books, scrolls, and various magical implements were strewn across Lukas' bed as he meticulously checked off his list of essentials.
"Hey, Lukas," Henry called out, breaking the silence. "Do you think Arnold will be alright? I mean, after everything that happened today…"
Lukas sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I hope so. He seemed... different. But we'll have to keep an eye on him, just in case."
Henry nodded, his expression serious. "Yeah, you're right. We can't let our guard down."
