"...left the academy premises without receiving or, as is usually required, asking for permission to do so. You went as far as to…"
Xavier Xerxes pulled from the clutches of sleep relunctantly. Still so tired and weak for some reason, he shuffled back into the warmth of his blanket.
The monotone voice continued droning on from somewhere faraway.
"...put yourselves and the lives of other mystics within the academy at great risk by venturing beyond our realm to cause untold havoc in the…"
He couldn't drown it out. With each pointed word, sleep slipped even farther from his reach. Why won't the voice just stop talking?
"...rest assured that due punishment shall be awarded for your misconduct and recklessness at a due date when you least expect…"
Xavier sighed and tried to pull his eyes open. His vision blurred at first. The voice droned on but he was more concerned about his surrounding.
