"Clemente, Constance, you two come with me." Claus ignored Hank's insults, and called out two names.
"Yes." Two young men stepped forward to join Claus as they walked onto the platform. Regardless of whether they won or lost the battle, it would not be a glamorous result for them.
The audience was completely silent as they looked on with nervous expressions. The three most powerful students of Chaos School were on the stage, but everyone was still feeling quite concerned.
"We have to win this battle." Claus clenched his fists with a determined expression.
The other two young men nodded in unison with grave looks on their faces.
In contrast, Hank was very relaxed, and was not intimidated in the slightest by his three opponents.
Looks like my disciple will have to clean up this mess for Novan, but where is she? Has she overslept? Why isn't she here yet? I'm absolutely starving as well. Krassu began to look around, and a nervous expression appeared on his face for the first time.
