Chapter 48: A moving Endeavor
The Chairwoman blinked, a flicker of something unspoken crossing her face. Her gaze grew distant for a moment, and she murmured, "Déjà vu is a hell of a thing, isn't it?"
Elias tilted his head slightly, his confusion evident. "Wh-what do you mean—?"
"Nothing, Kael," she interrupted, her tone clipped. "Just rethinking some old memories."
Her eyes settled on him briefly before she added, "I will consider you in the future."
Without another word, she turned toward the door. Her voice rose as she addressed Oliver. "Get them ready. Have them meet me in ten to fifteen minutes."
Oliver gave a quick nod, his movements sharp as he began organizing the group.
After some time had passed and the three had left, Elias sighed deeply. "I still haven't learned about everyone's Ikona yet," he muttered. He let himself fall back, crashing onto the training floor, and stared at the ceiling above him.
The structure overhead caught his attention. Crossed beams of steel formed a lattice of squares, giving the building a clean, precise look. The design was almost mesmerizing in its symmetry, and for a moment, he felt oddly impressed by the neatness of the place.
Exhaling, Elias let his body relax against the soft, fake turf. Dot's floated nearby and broke the silence. "So... what do we do now?"
Before Elias could answer, a faint hum of singing reached his ears. Lifting his head slightly, he glanced toward the pod rooms on the far side of the training area. The sound grew clearer as he focused on it.
He sighed again, rolling over onto his stomach before pushing himself into another shaky push-up. As he kicked up to one knee, Dot's exclaimed, "Wow! I think that's your fastest time standing up yet!"