Sevan's jaw tightened, and he turned away from where Shiloh, Ambrose, and Lochan had disappeared. His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"That's it," he muttered under his breath.
Aiden frowned. "What's it?"
Sevan exhaled sharply, eyes blazing. "We're going to Professor Anwar tonight, and we're saying yes to that training."
Adrian blinked in surprise. "Wait what?" He let out a short laugh. "You? Making an impulsive decision? You're the most level-headed one here!" He gestured wildly before putting his hand on Sevan's forehead, feeling if he had some kind of fever.
"Are you sure you're not sick or something?"
Sevan turned to face him, his expression serious.
"You heard Shiloh. He's probably going to talk big before the Solstice Trials and act like he's the best. I refuse to lose to him." His eyes darkened. "That guy needs his ego crushed."
Aiden tilted his head. "Solstice Trials?"
