CHAPTER 781
The east booth slowly slid upwards and from it,
Tak. Tak. Tak.
Heavy footsteps began walking out of it.
One by one, students from the Aetherian faction began filing out.
Grey who was in the spectator stands, tensed up as he stared ahead at the teens walking forth.
No smiles. No hesitation. No tension or even anxiety.
They all walked out like powerful force of warriors ready for war.
First to step out was Finral Cromwell.
His eyes were stern. No sign of playfulness on his face.
In his hand was his sword which gleamed with deadly light.
Behind him was Ray. Hands wrapped in a pair of gauntlets.
These gauntlets were crafted and given to him by a special somebody. And today, he hoped that it will help him in this battle today.
Next to step out was Liam. His black eyepatch fitted perfectly over his left eye.
He also gripped a sword in hand. A scar ran under his chin. Something which wasn't there before.
