As Leon stepped onto the stage, his eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of a girl walking up from the opposite end.
'Hmm...? Have I seen her before?' Leon wondered, his expression mildly puzzled.
"So, Mr. Leon Luster... the lone warrior fighting on behalf of House Virellis," Tyron said, his voice laced with a teasing tone as he glanced at Leon's coat. "Looks like you came prepared with your outfit too, huh?"
Leon turned to face him, his expression neutral and unreadable.
"Why are you asking me extra questions?" he asked calmly. "You didn't do it with the other students. Are you mocking my House, Teacher?"
'Speak now, motherfucker...' Leon thought as he laughed in his mind.
"N-No... I would never do that!" Tyron stammered, suddenly flustered. "I-I am a teacher myself—why would I mock your house? After all, alchemists are also a part of—"
"Can we start this?" Leon interrupted flatly.
"Y-Yes... Ahem." Tyron cleared his throat awkwardly. "A Summoner versus an Alchemist... FIGHT!"
