While Mel, reciprocating the inquiry with an inquiry of his own, strove to comprehend what transpired, Sam commenced roaring with laughter.
"They retreated to their wards a protracted span ago; we have been attempting to reach you for two hours!"
Confronted with a predicament lacking a precedent, their tension peaked; they were either bound to weep or roar with laughter, and the Outer Circle students, slumping at the closest vacant table they unearthed, opted for the vastly more entertaining alternative.
"While we assumed we would absorb a colossal punishment, the Academy Officials joined us to seek you out as well. Your name echoed across every single corner of the Energy Crystal Mine!"
Baybars was both laughing and speaking; tears trickled down the visages of the man who perpetually harbored the dread of forfeiting his echelon, or even his life.
"Come, let us return. You shall wage your final war of the month tomorrow!"
