The air got tense seeing what Riven did. Zack got on his feet, he used the back of his hand to wipe the blood from his broken lip.
The anger on his face was visible for all to see. "What the hell was that for? Give me a good reason or I'll make sure you regret it," he spat out.
"Make me regret it?" Riven asked, his tone dripping with mockery. He took a few steps forward. "I dare you to do anything," Riven said.
Zack bit his lip in anger. He looked at Class A and saw their cold eyes on him, then he looked at Class C. They were also waiting for things to escalate again. Zack knew that Class C was going to help Class A, and as for the rest, they wouldn't even get up.
"You allowed your class to insult our classmates that died?" Riven asked. Zack finally understood what this was about. He gritted his teeth. "It wasn't about your cla—"
