After they had rested for a while in the dormitory, they set out to the library.
Kelvin, Lyra, and Darius had spent the night studying over scrolls and tomes with their beasts resting nearby—Xerion's obsidian scales was gleaming faintly outside.
Salaris perched on a high shelf with her moonlight feathers tucked neatly, and Rhoam sprawled across the threshold with his armored plates clinking softly with each breath.
Lyra had decided to adhere to the school dormitory rules which had kept their study session to be in the library but they have a shared resolve which forged through battles and the Sanctum's unyielding demands.
Kelvin woke up rubbing his eyes, the ache of sleeplessness disturbed him but it was outweighed by the fire in his chest.
