The final preparations for the B-class dungeon raid had been completed, and the gathered awakeners stood ready.
The hundred-person cap had been strictly enforced, yet the tension in the air suggested that many were dissatisfied with the number.
Murmurs of discontent rippled through the ranks, but no one dared to challenge the decision outright. The government had been firm—quality over quantity.
Selene's gaze moved across the crowd, her eyes settling on a familiar group—the Vale family.
Ten of their members had been allowed entry, making up a significant portion of the force. Among them stood the twins, Nora and Noah.
Even from this distance, Selene could see Noah shifting uncomfortably, glancing in her direction as if debating whether or not to approach her.
His body language made it clear that he wanted to come over, but something—or rather, someone—held him back.
Nora.
