Chapter 39: The Tides Of Challenge
After they had rested for a while in the dormitory, they set out to the library.
Kelvin, Lyra, and Darius had spent the night studying over scrolls and tomes with their beasts resting nearby—Xerion’s obsidian scales was gleaming faintly outside.
Salaris perched on a high shelf with her moonlight feathers tucked neatly, and Rhoam sprawled across the threshold with his armored plates clinking softly with each breath.
Lyra had decided to adhere to the school dormitory rules which had kept their study session to be in the library but they have a shared resolve which forged through battles and the Sanctum’s unyielding demands.
Kelvin woke up rubbing his eyes, the ache of sleeplessness disturbed him but it was outweighed by the fire in his chest.
His gauntlet, etched with Xerion’s sigil which pulsed warmly as he closed a big book on advanced soulstream harmonics. "We are getting close," he said with his voice low but firm. "Yesterday’s drills showed it all, that our synergy is becoming tightened."
Lyra slightly disheveled her hair as she looked up from a scroll on beast empathy, her amulet was casting a soft glow.
"We are close, but not there yet. Sylva’s lecture on understanding our beasts’ emotions... is the key to perfecting our Convergences together."
Darius, relaxed into a chair tossed a soulstone with a half-hearted grin and asked Kelvin. But seriously, Kelvin, do you think the Inner Sanctum is gonna throw another trial at us soon?"
Kelvin’s gaze drifted to the relics. "They don’t wait. We need to be ready in both mind, body, and bond."
Before Lyra could respond, a sharp gust rattled the library’s windows. A courier beast swooped in, dropping a scroll onto the table.