The forest outside the dungeon buzzed faintly with the chatter of instructors. The atmosphere was calm, a strange contrast to the chaos happening deep within the dungeon's depths.
Zane stood a little apart from the others, hands folded behind his back, his expression unreadable. A faint glimmer flickered in his eyes—tiny blue holographic windows reflecting across his pupils.
Hundreds of miniature bee-shaped surveillance drones swarmed invisibly within the dungeon's air, relaying live visuals straight into Zane's eye lenses.
The feed stabilized—showing flashes of blue fire, lightning, and the chaos of battle.
Zane's lips curled into a faint smile.
"Finally… Ron and Arin's fight has begun."
His gaze shifted as other teachers discussed the students' progress, but his mind was elsewhere—focused entirely on the data streaming in front of him.
