Frank stood in the center, his posture is radiating confidence. "My name is Frank Douglas Moon, and my ability is Telekinesis." He offered a crooked, slightly manic smile and gave his neck a slow, audible crack.
The air then shifted. In an instant, every student felt a sudden, profound tremor beneath their feet, a subtle shaking that quickly intensified into a horrifying earthquake. Panic surged when the magic-proof glass barricading the central mat suddenly fractured, then shattered into a million tiny, sparkling shards. Every student bolted upright and scrambled away from Frank. He is now fueled by a surge of uncontrolled power, began to hover, slowly floating toward the students who had just been running their mouths. "Why are you retreating now? Did you not just call us 'losers' moments ago?" he snarled, a terrifying grin stretching across his face.
