Edrin's fists clenched at his sides, but he forced himself to stay calm.
"We're not doing anything wrong. We have every right to gather–"
"Rights?" Leonard cut him off, his gray eyes gleaming with amusement. "You think you have rights here? How adorable."
He took another step forward, and his Aura began to flare – thick, oppressive, suffocating.
The pressure hit the commoner group like a physical wave.
Several students in the back stumbled backward, their faces going pale.
"Leonard, stop this!" Edrin's voice rose as he tried to push back against the overwhelming Aura. "You're breaking Academy rules–"
"Am I?" Leonard tilted his head mockingly. "I'm just talking. If you're feeling pressured, maybe that's just because you're weak."
Behind him, the other Nobles began to laugh.
One of them, a tall boy with slicked-back hair, stepped forward with a cruel grin. "Why don't you commoners just disband this little gathering and go back to licking boots where you belong?"
