Their next match was against Team Saga.
He had already analyzed them.
They weren't overwhelming in power, but they had a strong foundation and barely made mistakes. They played the long game—strategic, patient, and methodical.
A dangerous opponent, but not unbeatable.
Caspian exhaled, running a hand through his damp hair as he stepped out of the bath.
He dried off, dressed, and made his way to the cafeteria.
As he entered, the scent of freshly baked bread and roasted meat filled the air.
Students were scattered across the hall, some chatting loudly, others focused on their meals.
His gaze swept across the room, and he immediately spotted them.
Vynesaa and Lyria.
They sat together, engaged in quiet conversation. Vynessa, looked in his direction, hesitated for a moment, then turned back to her food.
Caspian didn't react.
He grabbed his meal and sat at a far table, away from the noise.
Not because he was avoiding them—he simply preferred to eat alone.
Time passed.
