"Ain't that a surprise," Devon muttered, referring to the fact that Garron Boar had praised him.
"It truly is, friend," Rhett nodded, "I never considered a man of his demeanor was capable of praising someone."
Nox, Flint, Devon and their new friend Rhett were now in the academy's cafeteria, with Marion still resting in the medbay, and Calewin having disappeared on the way here.
"That damn third year," Flint muttered as he stabbed his fork into his food.
He was, very clearly, still pissed off about the fact that they had failed the team work part of the test because of his 'teammate'.
"You finna fight him for revenge?" Devon asked, looking at Flint's expression.
Flint just clicked his tongue, before gripping his fork tighter and saying nothing, sure he wanted nothing more than smashing Calewin's face in.
But as lazy as Calewin was, he was undeniably strong, so Flint knew he would undoubtedly lose if he tried throwing fists.
