"Mission complete." Byen's casual remark echoed in my head.
The words repeated over and over, refusing to fade, as if they were carved directly into my thoughts.
Mission… complete?
For a moment, I didn't understand what he meant. My mind was still tangled in anger, worry, and the looming sense of dread pressing down on my chest. Then, suddenly—
Wait.
Did Instructor Gord just say we're meeting the principal?
The realization struck me like a bolt of lightning.
Is that it?
My breath caught as the pieces snapped together. Byen's words weren't random. They weren't a joke, or some smug comment meant to confuse me. He meant it literally.
We did it.
We secured a meeting with the principal.
A bitter chuckle almost escaped my lips. If anyone had told me this was how things would unfold, I would've laughed in their face.
Although… this wasn't exactly how I planned for things to go.
When I came to the training ground, I had a clear objective in mind. Simple. Clean. Controlled.
