Raegar flashed an evil smirk at the noble boy. ''My turn.''
Seconds later, he launched an uppercut that sent the fool sprawling, stunning his cronies. As they lunged, he blocked one strike with his forearm and smashed a headbutt into another's nose, shattering it.
Blood flew everywhere, scaring the surrounding students who watched on in horror. The group grabbed the two boys he had hurt and rushed off before he turned to the one they were bullying.
Raegar saw that the bullied boy was smaller, though he wasn't towering at five feet ten at sixteen. The kid had black hair and striking red eyes behind thick-rimmed glasses that gave him the typical nerdy look.
''You need to defend yourself,'' he urged. ''I sense Fire and Wind Aether in you. Use that, or I'm afraid they won't leave you alone.''
