Exile's sharp amber eyes locked onto Alvin.
"Why those three?" he asked.
Alvin smirked. "You said I'd be free if I completed the mission—and I did."
He leaned back slightly, tone relaxed but firm. "Now that I'm free, I need a few things. Friends... and spies."
Exile blinked, caught off guard. "Spies, huh?"
Alvin's grin widened. "You gave me freedom. I'm just making use of it."
Exile tilted his head. "So... are you finally going to reveal yourself to the world?"
At those words, Alvin's smile faded slightly.
A memory surfaced—Alvida's last message. "Those memories and your real twin are the clue to finding the Lost One."
He took a slow, steady breath.
"I think I will," he said. "Especially since no artifacts are allowed inside Everbright Academy."
Exile looked genuinely stunned this time. "Wait—Academy? Are you serious?"
Alvin nodded. "Dead serious."
Exile let out a long sigh, brushing his fingers through his hair.
