'This quest really knows exactly what I'm planning to do to him,' I thought.
And as soon as his eyes met mine, pure hatred flickered there before he quickly forced it behind a neutral expression. Then, he approached.
"Adam," he said. "I need to talk to you. Alone."
I nodded slowly, already guessing what kind of drama was coming.
"Alright. Then follow me."
Alex's expression tightened at my response, but there was nothing he could do.
We walked down the academy's main corridor in an awkward silence. Students passing by gave us curious looks. It was a bizarre sight to see Alex walking behind Adam Socheron like some lackey. Alex lowered his head, probably hoping no one would recognize him.
I led him to the back area of the training building, a quiet spot usually only used for dumping broken equipment or by students who wanted to avoid crowds. When we arrived, the only things there were a soft breeze and silence.
I leaned against the cold stone wall, folding my arms. Waiting.
