Three hours later, both Mirelia and Biron stood near the edge of the academy's training center, looking out across the open fields.
Dozens of students were already out there—running laps, lifting weights, sparring with dummies, or meditating alongside their summons.
Biron crossed his arms and sighed. "You know… You didn't have to come. You already have a way to make your monster stronger."
He glanced at her, but Mirelia just shook her head—her long red hair swaying with the motion.
Honestly, she felt a little foolish.
He was the one who'd pestered her for weeks. Dragged her to training. Insisted on walking her home. Showed her how to feed her Budling properly.
Now that they were finally getting close… he was the one hesitating.
"I told you it's fine," she said, keeping her voice steady. "Besides… my family's books say that to form true synergy with a summon, the summoner needs to be equally trained."
She wasn't athletic and never had been.
