The new Cadets heard what the Noble had said. Although they felt pleased by the old Cadets' anger, they didn't say anything. They weren't as dumb as the Noble; they knew better than to antagonize someone who had more experience than them in a particular field.
Of course, just because they were old Cadets didn't mean they were stronger. But what if a single new Cadet was jumped by fifty old Cadets?
Corporal Gideon knew what would happen the moment he left, but he said nothing. Fights amongst other Soldiers of the same rank were allowed, as long as they didn't lead to injuries that would affect their combat prowess or anything of the sort. After all, a broken tooth or teeth wouldn't affect one's combat strength.
Soon, they arrived at another area of the bungalow, and Corporal Gideon began to speak once more.
