The day was coming to an end, and both Kairos and Carlos had just entered their dorm room. From the look of things, they were completely soaked and also out of breath, their bodies heaving as they stepped inside.
"Damn, what a bad time for a storm to start," Kairos muttered, hastily peeling off his drenched clothes, water dripping from his hair onto the floor.
Carlos gave a silent nod in agreement. They had been out training with Kairos' shadow skills, trying to explore new techniques and potential uses, when the weather had taken a sudden, violent turn. What began as a light drizzle escalated in mere seconds into a raging downpour, drenching them before they could even run halfway back to the academy building.
It had happened so quickly. The sky had turned almost pitch black, and thunder rolled in as if the heavens were warning them. The wind was merciless, the rain hitting them with the force of tiny pebbles. Within moments, they were soaked to the bone.
