Starlight University

Greeting

The salty Pacific wind whips across the fog-shrouded helipad as the secure transport helicopter settles onto the tarmac. The rotor thrum fades, leaving only the crash of distant waves and the low metallic clank of security drones patrolling the cliffs below. A black shuttle-bus waits with its doors open. Minutes later it winds along the coastal road, past training fields where bursts of fire, ice, and violet energy flicker through the mist.