The air thickened with tension as Rhyka's golden eyes narrowed his gaze sharpening into that of a predator ready to pounce The four in front of him Rin at the lead two flame mages flanking her and the wind caster hanging slightly back stood shoulder to shoulder their mana already burning in anticipation
Rhyka's head tilted just slightly toward Emmet The teacher's expression was unreadable but he gave the faintest of nods arms crossed watching intently
That was all the confirmation Rhyka needed
His lips curved into a razor sharp smirk
Then he moved
The dash was explosive his body cutting through the air with speed that made desks rattle To the class watching it was almost surreal Rhyka had always been fast but this wasn't speed born of mana reinforcement This was raw physical power A blur that rivaled Eto's Golden Axis
Gasps erupted but the group didn't freeze They'd trained hard enough to react under pressure
