Wisdom Division at Silver Helix Square

Silver Helix Square was trying to celebrate through the cracks.

The plaza had once been beautiful: wide marble, magical fountains, elemental displays, and transmutation pylons built to make the city feel impossible in the right way. Now the fountains were dry, the stone was cracked, and security beacons hummed around the perimeter while forged and non-forged citizens tried to keep the day alive.

Then someone recognized the party.

The Quest Kids.

The group waiting near the event wore red and black uniforms marked with yellow triangles. They were not Lawful. They were students from the Luxidran School of Alchemical Studies, deployed because Lawful was consumed by the Tallyman murders and the city still needed a public face of safety.

They were Wisdom Division.

Advantage, Addison Obelpraf, stood as the cool-headed tactical leader, an elven astrologer whose triangle badge shifted color around nearby fate threads. Beefington Welles was loud, earnest, brilliant in the strange way his power made him, and immediately impossible not to like. Flamer, Jasmine Moore, carried fire with exacting control and noticed Ash with more interest than subtlety. Panthera, Nyrah Vellpaw, moved with dry wit and a smile sharp enough to count as a weapon. Insight, Zachary Harrison, watched everyone like he had already judged the next sentence before it happened.

They were powerful.

They were also young, underprepared, and honest enough to admit it. Wisdom Division had been asked to reassure a frightened public while their own city was still teaching them what danger looked like.

For the first time in Stormcall, My Alchemical Romance was not the only student team standing between the crowd and the dark.