Inside one of the luxurious buildings, Amos stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the stormy sky. A cold breeze brushed against his face, sending a chill through his bones.
"This rain," he muttered to himself, "there's something strange about it."
His eyes lingered on the dark clouds swirling ominously above, with occasional flashes of lightning rippling through the night sky.
"Something terrible is about to happen," he whispered, a sense of dread creeping into his voice. It felt like an ill omen, one he could feel deep in every fiber of his being.
Meanwhile, completely unaware of the impending danger, Nyx and Serena were inside the special class training facility. Both girls stood with irritated and unwavering expressions, staring at the newcomer who had interrupted their sparring session. The stranger had appeared out of nowhere to stop their fight, and it really annoyed them—especially Nyx, who had been enjoying herself.
From his uniform, Nyx could tell he was most likely an instructor at the academy, but that didn't stop her from speaking her mind.
"Sir, could you please excuse us? We were in the middle of something, as you can see?"
Serena's eyes widened in disbelief. "Did she just say 'please'?" she muttered, astonished. It was hard to believe—how many times had Nyx ever used the word "please"? Serena couldn't even count them on one hand!
"You... how rude," Brandon spat, clearly offended by the way Nyx had addressed him.
"Rude? She clearly said please," Serena retorted, not backing down as she stood beside her friend.
"I'll let this slide and call it a rookie mistake," Brandon said dismissively, waving his hand as he stepped closer, his boots clicking sharply against the ground as he closed the distance between himself and the two girls.
"I was just passing by and heard you training," he explained. "I decided to watch a little, and I must say, I'm impressed. But you two are still clearly lacking."
"We're perfectly fine, mi—" Nyx began, but Brandon cut her off.
"Ah, my bad. I forgot to introduce myself," he said with a smirk. "My name is Brandon Chai, and I'm the Field Instructor for the special class students."
"Field instructor? What's that?" Serena asked, a puzzled expression on her face. Nyx, too, looked confused—this was the first time she had ever heard of a "Field Instructor."
"Oh, I see you girls have a lot to learn... Allow me to enlighten you," Brandon said, smiling as his eyes swept over Nyx and Serena's bodies, lingering particularly on their chest areas.
'Such beauty… it's almost divine!' he thought inwardly, a look of admiration in his eyes.
Nyx saw right through his thoughts, and a disgusted expression crossed her face.
"Zara Frostpire, can we speak for a moment?"
"What do you want to talk about?" Zara asked, her voice icy, though something in her seemed to pull her in despite every instinct telling her to stay far away from this person. She knew it was business, but a part of her couldn't help but feel curious about whatever he had to say.
Nox took a deep breath, then extended his senses, ensuring that no one was eavesdropping. Zara, who was acutely aware of his actions, furrowed her brows, confusion flickering in her ice-blue eyes.
Why the need for such secrecy? Her instincts were on high alert, and a small part of her wondered if he planned to attack.
After several seconds of silence, Nox spoke, his voice low and heavy. "What are you doing in the human domain?"
The moment those words left his mouth, Zara's eyes widened, and a cold shiver ran down her spine. Her entire being froze as Nox's words hung in the air. The rain outside seemed to still, as though the world itself had paused in anticipation.
'H-he knows!' Zara thought, her heart pounding in her chest. 'My instincts... is that why they always warned me to stay far away from him? To keep my distance? But how does he know? Was I just misinterpreting his words?'
"I know you're not human, Zara," Nox continued, his words shattering any hope she had left.
"You're a long way from home."
Suddenly, Zara clenched her fists, the air around her growing colder as frost began creeping along the ground. "Say another word, and I'll—"
"You'll what? Attack me?" Nox interrupted, his tone calm but firm. "You won't win, Zara. I'm not saying this to provoke you—I'm stating a fact. I know your weaknesses."
With that, he began listing them off one by one, detailing not only her limits but also precise ways to exploit them. Each word felt like a sharp knife cutting deep into her chest—this was all due to his beastly senses and skills, of course.
Zara, however, had no idea about that.
Her breathing grew heavy as the reality of his words sank in. How did he know so much about her? Her usual calm composure was beginning to crack. For the first time in years, she felt genuine fear—not just of his strength, but of his intelligence and foresight.
'All this time… I thought I was the only one who knew these weaknesses. So how did he? Could he be... a dragon disguised as a human?' Zara's mind spun with wild theories. But if that were true, why hadn't she sensed anything from him? It should have been easy to detect.
But there was nothing. This meant that a human had somehow learned the inherited weaknesses of all ice dragons.
This was bad. Very bad. If this information were to spread, the entire Frost Dragon race could go extinct.
Zara sighed, her thoughts swirling. She couldn't afford to underestimate Nox.
She would have to tread carefully.
"Why… why are you doing all this?" she asked, her voice colder than ever.
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