Silence. Utter silence. That was what enveloped the space within the dome as everyone stared at Skyler, who placed his scythe back into his storage ring.
Moore, who had rushed forward, was tending to Vex's injuries. Alfanzo stood behind him, his gaze fixed on Skyler as he turned and picked up the familiar snake.
Riruru settled on his shoulder. As Skyler turned, he was met by Moore's stern gaze, the man closing in with a piercing stare.
"This was meant to be a friendly spar. So why did you injure your classmate?"
Skyler blinked with feigned innocence.
"It wasn't intentional. Clearly an accident. I assumed Vex—who's been at the academy far longer than I have—could handle it. He's stronger than me, so I didn't hold back."
His gaze settled on Vex, who had barely managed to stand with the support of his minions and another female student.
"Who would've thought he would be that fragile? Certainly not me."
