The instructor from Astralis didn't say a word as she walked up to the front of the stage. She didn't need to.
Her presence alone shifted the air; the sound of her boots tapping against the polished floor was soft, but for some reason, it echoed just enough to be heard across the entire room.
It wasn't loud. But it was clear, each step landing like it had been planned ahead of time. Like nothing about her movements was accidental.
It felt like someone had turned down the rest of the world just to listen to her walk.
She stopped a few steps away from the twins. Close enough to speak, but not close enough to intrude. Her coat, dark and high-collared, settled at her sides as she stood still.
Her eyes scanned the twins, not with judgment, not like someone looking for flaws, and not like a recruiter checking numbers or talent scores.
It was something else. More like she was confirming a quiet answer to a question she had already asked herself.
