Matija shouts out “Do you have no honor cowards!”
Jem glanced at Sara, before looking back. “This is unnecessary. There’s nothing to prove,” he says.
“Come on Poseidon, you’re a good fighter.”
Hunter seems to not be focused on Sara anymore.
“Oh no, but this is an orienteering exercise. It helps me form better opinions of each and every one of you sweeties.”
You call that an orienteering exercise? Ferris’ face had that written all over him.
“And… somehow, this became a fight among students…”
Instructor Beatrice walks towards the students. Clearly irritated.
Hunter is not hurt, he is merely a little exhausted. Damage reduced his mana pool that protected him, in which it drained him a little energy.
Beatrice walks towards the instructor and knocks her hard, on the head.
“Oww!”
“Do you realise why your orienteering exercises always ends up in flames?”
Beatrice is stronger than Sara, that’s for sure.
“Aha… Sorry…”
Beatrice walks slowly to the three.
“This orienteering exercise is over. Sara should be teaching you the capabilities of your modified weapons, but as usual, she goes all meat-headed.”
“My modified what?”
Faustus looks at his gladius. It’s still the same old semi-broken sword, with him noticing no visual changes have taken place.
Every weapon now has a circular gem embedded into it.
Now that you think about it, wasn’t Ferris’ bow firing arrows without actually having ammo?