Bonded (Ch.112)

The chamber was dimly lit, the flickering light of enchanted braziers casting long shadows across the ceremonial space deep within Andosa College. The bonding chamber was reserved for significant and powerful bonds—where students and their chosen companions could forge a connection that would last a lifetime.

Lyra stood in the center, facing Aelira, who was clad in her black-and-red armor, her excitement barely contained. Unlike before, when Sylvia and Nakia's bonding had been natural, organic even, this was something far older, something deeply rooted in ancient magic.

Victor, Sylvia, Nakia, Violet, and a few professors stood at the edges of the room, observing the ritual. Even Dean Adkins had decided to witness this moment personally, her sharp eyes studying the proceedings with great interest.

Aelira's black eyes gleamed as she grinned at Lyra. "You ready for this?"

Lyra smirked, rolling her shoulders. "I was born ready."