When Sylmira stepped inside the barrier and saw the aftermath, her eyes immediately landed on the boy who was half-buried in the ground. His body scorched, smoke rising faintly from his burned uniform.
Fire-marked stones surrounded him which shows the clear aftermath of multiple fireball impacts. Her eyes widened slightly, then she exhaled a long helpless sigh.
She recognized him instantly.
Of course it was him.
The troublesome and arrogant boy. Always picking fights to prove himself.
It wasn't hard to put the pieces together. Arty wouldn't have attacked unless she was provoked and she wouldn't have just opened the barrier. The girl didn't even know who he was. So when this boy lunged at her, which he clearly did, Arty must've reacted purely on instinct and attacked back.
