Elion, Aria, and Isolde returned to the waiting room after wandering around for a bit longer. He had reluctantly forced his mind to move on from the Liora matter. He pushed the doors open just as a pair of seventh years were stepping onto the stage.
The room was already quieter than before, as most people had their eyes glued to the screens with excited looks on their faces.
"Ah, you're back," Tessa's voice came first.
Elion looked over.
Mira, Tessa, and Lyra were all there.
"You guys are done already?" Elion asked.
"Of course," Tessa grinned, cracking her knuckles, "you think I'd struggle with some puny opponent?"
Lyra rolled her eyes slightly.
"She almost killed him," she said calmly.
"I did not—"
"You did."
Mira chuckled softly from the side.
"He surrendered before she could finish," she added.
Elion snorted. "Sounds about right."
Aria stepped forward quickly.
"You all won?" she asked, her eyes bright.
"Un," Mira nodded.
"Nice!" Aria beamed.
