Aiden's voice rang with sharp conviction as he glared at Carl.
"No, you're not just calling me stupid — you're calling all of us stupid. You're also insulting the entire disciplinary committee by indirectly saying they don't have any sense of reason. Tell me, Carl, do you even believe your own excuse? You choked me over something I said? That's your justification?"
He began walking toward Carl, his movements slow but threatening, the air between them charged with tension. His posture radiated intimidation, forcing Carl to stiffen instinctively.
"What could I have possibly said," Aiden pressed, his tone cold yet controlled, "that would make you choke me? And after that, I surrendered the bloodied bandage — the very objective of our training exercise in the forest — to you? Tell me, Carl. Please, enlighten me. Why aren't you saying anything?"
Carl swallowed hard and began to stammer, taking a nervous step back. "S-stop… stop coming near me…"
