Murmurs began to fill the room, forcing me to look around the blue box of holographic blocks that I never seemed to understand.
Kael was pacing in small circles, eyes wild.
"What the hell was that even supposed to be?" he barked. "That wasn't a test! That was a damn massacre!"
"At least you got to fight," muttered a new voice.
I turned to see Team D's figures reappearing in a slow shimmer of lights.
Five of them, each looking like they'd just walked out of hell.
Ashy.
Blood-soaked, their eyes hard.
Their leader, a silver haired guy with twin sabers I never bothered to name, stepped forward, fire burning in his gaze. "We didn't even make it to the last five minutes."
Lucas smirked. "You should've been faster."
The air seemed to crackle all of a sudden, making me realise that it was that peaky power of Ren I had experienced earlier while fighting him.
