Lime, Bobby, and Ezra stared at Aliya as she continued covering her face in embarrassment.
Her shoulders trembled, her ears were still red.
"We should go," Ezra said calmly, turning forward as if nothing had happened.
Lime and Bobby followed behind him.
"Ah…" Aliya lowered her hands slowly and saw the three boys already walking away.
"Wait for me!" she quickly dusted her skirt and hurried after them.
The tunnel ahead was long and dim. Their footsteps echoed against the stone walls. The air felt dry, and the faint smell of metal still lingered from the earlier trials.
"So, Lime," Bobby said, tapping him lightly.
"Yeah?" Lime looked sideways.
"What did you dream about?"
Lime narrowed his eyes at him. "Why would I tell you?"
Bobby froze for a second, thinking maybe he had crossed a line.
Then Lime suddenly smiled. "Why the tense face? I was joking."
He scratched his nose.
"It was about my family."
"Oh." Bobby let out a breath. "I dreamt about mine too."
