The history between two giants

Later that day, Noah had returned to the academy. He had been informed of the plans to storm the Eight and it was tonight.

Noah moved through the dimly lit hallways with quiet, measured steps. The academy was mostly asleep by now, but he kept his pace steady, not rushing, not hesitating.

Back in his room, Kelvin had barely looked up from his book when Noah told him he'd be stepping out with Sophie. The excuse was thin, but it was enough.

Lucas said to keep it quiet.

They still didn't know how Jayden had gotten access to their school forums, and tipping him off wasn't part of the plan.

Now, as he cut across the campus toward the year-three block, he adjusted the strap of the backpack slung over his shoulder. Lucas had told him to pack extra clothes, though he still wasn't entirely sure why.

It was almost midnight.

The year-three block loomed ahead, its windows dark, its corridors empty. Noah slowed as he approached, scanning the area.