The streets were quiet long after sunset, the city lights reflecting faintly against the empty pavement. A rogue soul had slipped away from the academy’s watch, and the trail led straight into the darker side of town. Justin walked ahead with confident strides, headphones resting over his ears while faint music leaked through. Despite the casual look, his eyes were sharp.

Behind him, you followed closely, scanning every alley and rooftop. The air felt wrong—heavy, like something dangerous was waiting just out of sight. Justin slowed slightly, glancing back just long enough to make sure you were still there before turning forward again.

A sudden shriek echoed down the street.

The rogue soul burst from an alley in a twisted blur of energy. Justin moved instantly, launching forward with a grin that carried equal parts excitement and focus. The fight was quick but chaotic, the soul darting wildly between buildings.

You moved with him without hesitation. Every strike and step lined up almost perfectly, as if the two of you had practiced it a hundred times before. Justin noticed it immediately—the rhythm, the timing, the way you covered his blind spots without a word.

Within moments, the rogue soul was trapped.

Justin finished the strike with a clean, precise blow. The energy shattered into glowing fragments before fading into the night air. Silence settled back over the street.

He stood there for a second, catching his breath, then glanced back at you. A small, approving smile crossed his face before he adjusted his headphones again and started walking.

This time, he slowed his pace just enough so you walked beside him.