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"How long do you think before the entire class is flooded?"
Caius asked.
A good few minutes had passed since he and Delia stopped sucking each other's faces and now they lay on the ground, Delia's head on his chest as rain continued to fall on them from the dark cloud that still occasionally crackled with Lightning.
"An hour," Delia said. The estimate was likely wrong—seeing as Caius was not yet in danger of being submerged underwater—but she said it with a confidence that, if given enough time, she would successfully flood the Mage-Knight Classroom.
"We should probably try to avoid that, right?" Caius said.
"Probably," Delia responded.
She had regained control of her emotions and her magic for a good while now. She had no actual idea why she had let the rain continue and she also didn't really quite understand why she felt sad when she shut it down.
