Not a day had passed, and Mel was once again setting foot on the grounds of the Green Shadow Academy, now seized by vines that had swelled to colossal proportions.
"Hold your positions!"
He left the Main Academy Delegation behind and broke into a sprint toward a location they could never have anticipated. Coincidentally, this was the exact place he had arrived on his very first day at the academy, and he had returned alongside ten children, one of whom was now beneath the earth.
He was alone today; casting a glance at Trash Point—which remained immaculate as no fresh refuse had arrived—he scaled the peak of the neighboring slope and roared.
"Return!"
A maelstrom began to forge in the void. The air current originating from Mel's core steadily expanded, violently spiraling to engulf a ten-by-ten-pace radius.
