His words lingered in the air for a moment cold and deliberate.
"For the commoners, however... " his tone lowered, dragging tension through the room like a blade "... those who fail to prove themselves in the duel will be stripped of their rank and grade entirely. That means they are not worthy of this academy, nor of the hierarchy itself. Such ones fall to Grade E.. but this academy does not recognize E. It does not welcome weakness."
A hush consumed the hall. The nobles smirked faintly, confident. The commoners froze, quiet breaths caught somewhere between fear and defiance.
A hush consumed the hall. The nobles smirked faintly, confident. The commoners froze, quiet breaths caught somewhere between fear and defiance.
And after a while, Girzar raised his hand. A faint ripple of mana sparked through the air.
Fwum!
