"This is getting too much," Eric muttered, yawning as he passed Ha-joon, Agrat, and the disfigured Ellie.
"Such a bother."
Ha-joon stared at him for a moment, then extended his hand. "Did I give you permission to leave?"
Eric gave a lazy wave, leapt, and sprawled atop a tree branch. "Don't worry, control freak. I'm not going anywhere, alright?"
He shut his eyes, resting his katana on his chest. "This exam is just too much. Why not just duel the weaker guys?"
Ha-joon's expression twisted. 'Why is everyone just ignoring me?'
He raised his hand and activated telekinesis, attempting to snap the branch.
But nothing happened.
Looking more closely, he noticed it immediately:
Eric Daemon was constantly releasing force every second of the day.
Eric glanced at Agrat with drowsy eyes. "If you dare summon that stick of yours, you'll die." His words barely sounded like a threat.
Agrat gritted her teeth, but she knew when to back down.
