As the doors of the RuneRail closed behind them with a soft hiss, a low hum filled the air. Magic pulsed through the walls—gentle but alive. Faint blue runes shifted across the crystal surface, glowing softly, guiding the train on its way.
Outside the glass windows, the world turned into streaks of light and color. The train moved faster than sound, yet inside, it felt calm and quiet. Aamir leaned back, watching the scenery blur into nothing. For now, it was peaceful—but inside, something heavy stirred. The road ahead wasn't just a journey. It was a step toward something bigger.
Aamir, Riya, and Raj sat together on one side. Across from them were Seenu, Meera, and Kunal. On the opposite side of the train, six other students sat quietly, each lost in thought. One row ahead sat Master Haider, and at the very end, the last student, fidgeting with nervous hands.
"These seats are actually super comfy," Riya said, settling in.
Aamir nodded. "Yeah. I didn't think it'd be this fancy."
