Parkinson could tell—something was different about Austin.
Just a few days ago, the guy barely spoke to anyone aside from Rhea. He never really fit in the Apex Circle, and sparring against classmates had always ended in disaster for him. Every match had been a blow to his pride, a reminder of where he stood.
But now? He was challenging Rudolph—the second strongest student in the class.
Either Austin had gone completely insane... or he was trying to impress someone.
Rhea, maybe?
Or was it Valerie now?
Parkinson's gaze shifted to the violet-haired girl standing quietly near the edge of the arena.
There was something different about her too.
Her cold, distant mask was gone. No more biting looks or dismissive expressions. She stood there with a soft smile, her eyes fixed only on one person—Austin.
No hostility. No arrogance. Just... warmth.
What a strange but welcoming change, Parkinson thought.
Back in the arena, Austin and Rudolph were getting ready.
