Within the most massive chamber across the perimeter allocated for the Fifth Ward, twenty Outer Circle students were stationed facing Mel. This figure, who would have resembled a beggar were it not for his towering vessel, had declared he needed to converse with them regarding a critical matter.
"I shall march to the Inner Circle today, for as you have noticed, I shall not be granted permission to linger within the Outer Circle anymore."
The visages of the Fifth Ward students illuminated; they gleamed like night lanterns amidst the green fog, yet as Mel persisted in speaking, it did not require a protracted span for them to revert to their prior state.
"I shall reside there, my life shall continue in a novel trajectory, and I observe that there exists no place for you within this novel order. I could salvage you one more time, yet what will unfold subsequently?
