Ahcehera's hands trembled as she tightened the straps on her travel gear.
The glowing screen in front of her continued to display the mission report, Richard's name standing out in bold letters.
He had actually accepted the mission. She had feared he would, but seeing it confirmed made her chest tighten with unease. Why was he doing this? Just to graduate?
The last time she saw Richard, something about him had changed. He had been distant, his usual sharp wit dulled by an unseen weight pressing upon him.
She had tried to reach him, tried to break through the silence he had wrapped around himself, but he had given her nothing but carefully measured words.
And now, he had gone to The Forgotten Ravine, alone.
She exhaled sharply, pushing away the memories. This was not the time to hesitate. She had already made her decision.