Michael walked back towards the end of the line, trying not to limp from the jarring sensation in his right leg. He pat Rudy on the shoulder on the way past and wished him luck—though he felt like the guy didn't need it.
Not after he'd shown how strong he was during the gravity punishment dished out by the professor earlier.
As Rudy walked up to the training dummy, the clamor died down as everyone turned their attention towards him. Even Professor Quinn quietly watched from the side, her eyes gleaming with interest.
Since Rudy was the only one able to properly withstand the gravity spell—many were interested in how he would perform against the training dummy.
Would he break the current record of the black-haired boy?
Seemingly unaware of the many sets of eyes on him, Rudy casually walked up to the training dummy and inspected it closely, poking it with a finger.
"Can this thing really take a hit from an Azure mage?" he muttered.
