Paigos had been in an utter rage since he returned to his dorm room. The air around him felt thick with violence, a heavy weight that pressed down on Julia who stood silently in the corner.
His hands clenched and unclenched as he paced the room like a caged beast, each step filled with a suppressed desire to destroy something. How could he, the heir of a powerful house, allow that pathetic waste he was forced to call a brother humiliate him in front of the Academy?
The memory of Cain's mocking gaze during the duel replayed over and over again in his mind until it felt like claws were raking at his skull.
