As Asher stepped out of the classroom, he didn't bother looking in any other direction; he simply walked toward the Logistics and Missions Operations Hall, the same place where Thalric and Stephanie, the rank one and rank two students of the second-year class, had once taken them.
His steps echoed faintly through the corridor as he made his way along the familiar path. The air outside was filled with a subtle buzz of excitement and desperation alike. Along the road, he encountered other students, most of them heading toward the same destination. It was easy to tell what was on their minds.
Everyone was practically broke at the moment, and the urge to take on missions was almost universal. A month had passed since their admission, and no one knew when the Academy would spring another unexpected test upon them. The pressure to earn points and maintain progress was heavy on everyone's shoulders.
