Instructor Jane's eyes shifted toward Lior for a brief moment, lingering on him without saying a single word. Lior felt a chill run down his spine, sharp and unmistakable, yet he did not dare to break eye contact. He remained exactly where he was, unmoving and unflinching, knowing that even the slightest reaction could give him away. Silence stretched between them, heavy and oppressive, before she finally looked away.
"Let's go," she said as she rose from her seat, breaking eye contact with Lior as though she could not care less about his existence. Her voice was flat, devoid of interest. Without missing a beat, Asher, Finch, William, and Lior followed her as they headed toward the battleground.
