The faint hum of mana still lingered in the air as Sylvie stepped into the locker room, the cool artificial lighting casting a soft glow against the sleek metallic walls. The locker room had been reserved specifically for the girls.
The simulation had ended. Their match was over.
And yet, the adrenaline hadn't fully left Sylvie's body.
She took a slow breath, flexing her fingers as if trying to dispel the lingering tension in her limbs. The mana she had burned through during the fight still left a faint ache behind, a reminder of just how much she had exerted herself.
Across the room, Layla sat on one of the benches, unstrapping her boots with a casual ease that suggested she wasn't bothered by the outcome. The moment she noticed Sylvie walking toward her locker, she smirked.
"I think we did really good, considering the cards we were given," Layla said, her voice carrying an easy confidence as she pulled off one boot and set it aside.
