[14th Everdusk, 2103] – CGA Branch, Dyna Crest Country
"Lucas, be silent for a mont and heed my words," she commanded, her voice calm yet commanding.
Lucas fell silent instantly—and so did I.
"Both of you, pay attention," Lyre began, her words slicing through the murmuring crowd like a blade.
"Out with it, Lyre. I dislike suspense," Lucas quipped, only to be t with a glare so sharp even the boldest would flinch.
He took a step back in surrender, staying quiet.
"Here's the deal, boys: join my guild and be part of my team—""Sorry, not interested," I cut in, turning away without hesitation.
Lyre froze mid-sentence, speechless.
"Ah, Lyre, sa for ," Lucas added with a shrug, walking after . "I’d rather avoid the guild drama. Thanks, though."
The students around us erupted in hushed whispers.
It wasn’t that her guild was weak—on the contrary, it was among the most respected in Ceruleth, accepting only those with class ranks above C.
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