( Alash's POV )
I hated monster waves.
They were loud.
Messy.
Terrible for patients.
And extremely inconsiderate of sleeping schedules.
The first wave slammed into the outer barricade hard enough to shake the stone beneath my feet.
Class Two held.
Barely.
James stood near the center of their formation, Light flashing across his sword as monsters crashed against the defensive line.
But he wasn't alone.
Six students fought around him.
Two shield users held the front while a spear wielder covered his right.
A Fire mage attacked from behind them, and two others rotated wherever the pressure became strongest.
James moved between them instead of disappearing across the battlefield every few seconds to solve every problem himself.
Interesting.
A monster broke through the left side.
James turned.
For half a second, I expected him to vanish.
Instead, "Tristan!"
Lightning exploded across the opening.
The creature dropped.
James never moved.
Very interesting.
