Later that night, Ludwig and Minerva walked through the dimly lit pathways of the academy, their footsteps echoing softly against the cobblestones. The air was crisp and cold, carrying with it the faint scent of dew and the distant rustle of leaves. The academy grounds were eerily quiet, the usual hustle and bustle of students replaced by an almost oppressive stillness. Their uniforms were the same as any other student's, save for a few key additions: a new cape adorned with the academy's emblem, outlined in blue, and an armband that clearly marked them as members of the student council.
"Good idea on taking the cape," Minerva said, pulling the fabric tighter around her shoulders as a shiver ran through her. "It's freezing out here." She rubbed her arms and shivered some more as she looked at Ludwig's unfazed reaction to the chill.