Team Evolution  

The bell rang, its sharp sound echoing through Moore Academy. The arena, littered with craters and chunks of volcanic rock from the fight against Zahir, emptied in an instant. The senior students were teleported back to the classroom, their clothes wrinkled, faces slick with sweat. Zahir, however, didn't appear with them. He materialized in the teachers' lounge, wings folded, eyes fixed darkly on the floor. Thea, who'd come to grab her files, froze when she saw him, her bag slipping slightly off her shoulder.

 

"So? How was class with the seniors?" she asked, tilting her head, a curious smile on her lips.

 

Zahir stayed silent. He grabbed his black coat from behind his desk, the fabric rustling under his fingers, and left the room with heavy steps, the door slamming shut behind him.

 

"Uh… what's his deal?" Thea muttered, frowning, alone in the quiet.