Chapter 115: Demios clan
"Damn it. How could I forget..."
She was the one person who had ever truly cared about him. And he had forgotten her so easily.
Too much had happened lately, too fast.
Zephyr started by jogging, then he begun to pick up the pace and before he knew he was running. Ever since he remembered Serena, a faint feeling of distress had found it’s way to Zephyr’s mind.
Zephyr didn’t stop running until he reached the Harbor—the transport center inside the academy grounds.
It was a wide, polished building with glowing blue panels and clean black walls. Inside, he showed his academy badge to a quiet attendant. They scanned it, nodded, and pointed him to another structure behind the main hall.
This second building looked older but stronger, made from thick metal and strange stone. Inside, the air buzzed softly with Aether currents. Large ships lined the sides— some shaped like wings, others like long spears. These were transport systems, built by DuskFall clan, the leading clan in terms of technology and weaponry. Their design was smooth, light, and far beyond modern machines.
A guide led him further in, past the massive ships, into a quieter area. Here, rows of one-seater pods were lined up. Sleek, round, and silver, these were built for speed and warping. Not full warp— only in jumps, small bursts across great distances.
These pods couldn’t carry many people, which is why they weren’t used to bring students to the academy. They were too small and too few. But perfect for solo travel.
Zephyr entered one of the pods.
The inside was small but clean. A single red cushion lined with gold formed the seat. A thin band of light circled the inner shell.