Raze stood in the Grand Hall processing the implications of his decision, mind working through strategic possibilities for what came next. The interface on his bracelet had closed after his confirmation, leaving him with a simple message that further instructions would come at the appropriate time.
Around him, chaos continued as delegates discussed the system Headmaster Sariah had just explained, speculation about which roles suited different capabilities, whether being selected as a Piece or remaining in the general population offered better opportunities for growth.
Then the atmosphere shifted.
It was subtle at first, barely noticeable change in the ambient energy that made Raze's instincts prickle with warning. His hand unconsciously moved toward his katana before he caught himself, recognizing the sensation wasn't an immediate threat but something else entirely.
Divine presence.
