"Hello, Lyra." Kael smiled casually as he looked at the elf, as if the puddle of piss surrounding the cowardly and arrogant professor didn't exist.
Lyra stopped at the entrance of the arena and observed the scene for a moment. Klaus Blake, a renowned professor, was curled up on the ground, trembling, his dignity completely annihilated. The students around were in absolute silence, not daring to move or even breathe too loudly.
Then, Lyra let out a sigh.
Not just any sigh.
It was a sigh so heavy, so full of exhaustion and frustration, that the very arena seemed to tremble. The students instinctively shrank, cold sweat running down their backs just from hearing the sound.
Kael raised an eyebrow. Now that was intimidating.
"I really want to expel you, Kael Scarlet..." Lyra began, her voice carrying pure exhaustion. "So many problems caused in such a short time that my head is just..."
She paused for a moment and massaged her temples with both hands, taking a deep breath.
