In a silver flash, Asher appeared in his room, with Virelass still floating silently beside him. Asher sighed the moment he materialized, his expression calm yet subtly tired. Without missing a beat, he turned toward the door and opened it. The hinges creaked softly as he stepped into the hallway, his steps echoing faintly through the empty corridor.
As usual, Asher didn't bother taking the stairs. Instead, he vaulted easily over the staircase railing, descending through the open space with effortless grace as he dropped ten floors in a single motion. The air rushed past him in a blur, yet his figure remained steady, his clothes fluttering like a silver shadow. Landing soundlessly, he straightened as if he had merely taken a step down a single stair.
