A group of girls, led by Mona Lowell, surrounded Aurora Sinclair and began to loudly berate her.
One hot-tempered girl reached out to shove her, but before she could even touch Aurora's clothes, her wrist was seized.
"Aurora Sinclair, what are you doing? You're hurting me!" the girl shrieked.
Aurora Sinclair glanced at her, then pulled back her hand, shoved it in her pocket, and slowly rose to her feet.
The soreness in Luna Jennings's leg vanished in an instant. Even the sharp pain from her calf cramp was gone.
"Huh? My calf stopped cramping!"
She quickly got up and took a couple of steps, her expression growing more and more surprised. Not only had the cramp disappeared, but her calf now felt full of strength. She felt like she could run another 800 meters with no problem.
Luna Jennings's eyes burned with admiration. "Aurora, you know how to treat cramps?"
Aurora Sinclair nodded, her expression as wooden and aloof as ever.
