Breakfast had been lively enough with all the duel challenges being thrown around, but the sudden, eerie hum that filled the air sent an unsettling chill through the Great Hall and quieted some of the students
It was a soft sound at first, like a distant bell ringing from somewhere unseen, before growing into a low, thrumming resonance that made the very walls seem to vibrate.
Then, out of nowhere, figures began to materialize.
They emerged from threads of golden light, forming from the air itself. Their bodies were humanoid, draped in armor that shimmered between solid and translucent. Each figure had distinct markings on their armor- some had elaborate engravings while others bore ancient sigils or faded battle scars.
One of them appeared directly behind Adrian.
Adrian, sensing something behind him, turned his head and nearly fell out of his seat.
"What the—!" He shot up so fast that his knee hit the table, rattling the plates and cups, spilling Amihan with orange juice.
