Asher headed toward the venue for the Weapon Training class, his steps steady and unhurried. The morning atmosphere around the Academy grounds carried a subtle chill, the kind that brushed against the skin like a silent reminder of discipline and routine. Stepping into a high-rise building, Asher maneuvered his way through various corridors, passing multiple classrooms and training halls with ease. The Academy was massive, but after days of exploring and memorizing routes, navigating it had become second nature to him.
He arrived before a large reinforced door. Without lifting a hand, Astra flowed forward like an invisible current responding to his will, pushing the door open with a soft rumble. Stepping inside, he immediately noticed that some students were already present, scattered across the wide space as they waited for class to begin.
'System, what's the time?' Asher asked calmly within his thoughts.
[The time is 8:47 AM, Host.]
