Kalden looked back at the others. "You all will report to the Discipline Hall tomorrow morning. Two weeks of mana restriction — and one week of campus suspension. During that time, you'll assist in academy maintenance, including the repair of this field."
Lucas's eyes flickered with disbelief. "Maintenance work?"
Kalden's tone turned icy. "Do you have a problem?"
"…No, Professor."
"Good."
Kalden turned to Ethan and his group last. "And you. You claim you weren't involved, but standing idle while your classmates tear each other apart is the same as being guilty."
Ethan took a small step forward. "Professor, with respect—"
Kalden's glare silenced him instantly.
"You are third years. That means you are role models for every student in this academy. You should have protected your juniors, not watched them fall. You will share their punishment."
Ethan's friends looked down, muttering under their breath.
Ethan only nodded, his jaw tightening. "Understood, Professor."
