The Crystal Dome grew quiet, every eye in the room turned to Lucen and Duran.
Duran ripped free of Lucen's grip and stood.
Lucen rose to his feet on the other side of the desk—fighting while seated was a bad idea. He summoned his runes in his mind, smiling slightly.
Little Duran was a Low-tier Knight. He'd have more abilities than a Stalker Bull wolf, but Lucen was sure he could win.
A loud clap drew both of their attentions. Warren had entered the room, his grey shirt and surcoat impeccable as usual despite the night of partying. He strode to the podium and said,
"Sit down, children. You can resolve your grudges outside my class."
They all obeyed sharply. Lucen took out his notebook and shared a brief smile with Kon. He would be getting Duran back for what he said about Helie and Elle—but after class.
