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After taking down his opponent, Lucas looked around the place and he saw his men were fighting vigorously; they didn't need his help, he mind linked Landon to come with him into the underground dungeon. Meanwhile, Drake was trying to free Skyler from the silver chains. He had searched for the keys but he couldn't find them. They were left with the option of breaking him out of the chains, but it wasn't an easy task, a chain built to hold a werewolf wouldn't be so easy to break and Skyler's wolf hadn't shown up too. Drake had only succeeded in breaking the chains that held Skyler's feet. It was less tougher than those used to hold his hands.

“You’re back!” Sky chuckled, bracing himself as Lucas tackled him in a hug. “Easy there, buddy,” Sky said, ruffling Lucas’s hair. “You’ve grown.” Lucas was tall for his age, though not quite as towering as his older brother, Skyler. Slightly lankier in build, he still possessed a natural athleticism reminiscent of Sky. His longer, lighter blonde hair set him apart, cascading in soft waves that caught the light. While his facial features echoed those of Skyler, they carried a youthful, boyish charm, highlighting his age of just 18.

"The leader often talks about you. He says you're the most gifted student he's ever had." … Two months flew by, and life at the institute was simple but rewarding. Day in and day out, we dove deep into scholarly debates with the team. With me on board, we managed to push the project forward by a whole year, a new record for the institute, the leader proudly announced. Sunny had transformed from the timid junior she once was into my right-hand woman. We shared that unspoken bond, often understanding each other's thoughts with just a glance. Thanks to the dedicated care of the nurses and doctors, Grandpa finally came around.