"I made it," Elion replied simply.
"Hmph." Aria crossed her arms, then uncrossed them a second later when she realized Selene was watching, and the professor did not appreciate idle posture.
Mira entered behind them, lifting a brow at the way Aria glued herself to Elion's side.
Aria noticed her, tensed, and immediately stepped closer to Elion out of reflex.
Mira just smirked.
Before either could start another verbal war—
CLANG!
Selene dropped the next set of weights with far too much enthusiasm.
Her tail flicked.
"Line up, ducklings!"
The class scrambled into two rows.
Elion, Aria, Mira, and the rest all stood tensely.
Selene strolled in front of them like a predator picking which prey to torment first.
"Today we're focusing on endurance. You will run twenty laps around the training field with these—"She kicked a metal plate across the floor; it slid like it weighed nothing to her."—strapped to your legs."
Horror spread through the class.
