Motherfuck!
She peered at the limp rope she had in her hand as she fell.
Did that asshole from above just let go of the rope?!
She looked at the ground that was fast approaching in disbelief.
And just as she thought she would feel her bones colliding with the ground, that same familiar sensation bombarded her senses again.
Cold.
It felt like her blood froze as her mind was cleared of any fear and panic. Her expression turned blank just like the emotions she was feeling. Just as she was a few feet away from the ground, her body, at an inhuman speed, twisted itself as she let go of the rope she held.
Then, she made a perfect forward roll.
The action softened her landing immensely that she didn't even suffer from any pain as she tried to stand up.
Then, she gasped out as her body returned back to normal, making her feel the shock and fear she originally felt back when she was still falling. She clutched her chest as she tried to calm her erratic heart.
Oh god, that scared the heck out of her.
Her legs trembled and her hands were clenched into a tight fist as she glared at the man on top of the wall with a mix of fury, disbelief, and fear but the sun's glare made her look away almost immediately.
"Ninny!"
She heard a familiar scream by the other side of the wall and she knew it was time for her to bail and hide somewhere.
Who knows, that asshole might even help Raghnall go over the wall.
Meanwhile, the 'asshole' was at awe at Inna's superb reflexes.
Originally, he let go of the rope to tease her and he was going to grab the rope again at the last minute. But he didn't expect her to actually let go and quickly do a maneuver within a mere second that made her safe from harm.
So feeling a mixture of both awkwardness and amazement, he could only stare at her back as she hurriedly ran away.
Still, he couldn't help but find her speed and the way she runs both outstanding and yet familiar.
Was she that girl he saw running in the corridors?
Just as he was about to chase after her, he heard a familiar voice scream. And as he expected, the owner of the voice made his appearance through a teleportation spell.
"Where is she?"
Raghnall demanded as though he could already see he was there without even confirming.
Well, he has always been gifted with a heightened magical sensitivity so it was no surprise to him that Raghnall immediately spotted him.
But being who he is, he couldn't help but tease his dear old friend.
"Wow, that's what you ask from a dear friend you haven't seen for days? Not even a small 'how are you', little Mirzo? Or even a hello?"
Raghnall sighed in annoyance as he chanted a floating spell. Slowly, his body began to float and they soon meet eye to eye.
"Rhys, I'm not here to joke around. Where is she?"
Rhys waved the black rope in front of Raghnall's face as he chuckled.
"Where do you think?"
Raghnall covered his hands with his face as he let out a small frustrated scream.
"Oh god, why did you help her?! You know it's forbidden for students to cross the border!"
"Meh, I did it last time and nothing much happened."
Raghnall massaged his temples as he tried to resist the urge to smack him in the head.
"It's because you're you! She's not! If Master Azai found her…"
Rhys couldn't help but widen his smile at the interesting reactions he was able to bring forth from his usually nonreactive friend.
"Don't worry, Master Azai is out right now. It's the Prayer Day, remember? Everyone in the Combat department is either sleeping or on the training grounds."
Hearing that, Raghnall released some of his worries as he slumped in relief. And Rhys couldn't help but find his friend's ever-changing expressions amusing.
"By the way, who's was she? Didn't think you'd be desperate enough to actually chase after a girl."
Raghnall rolled his eyes at his remark.
"She's none of your business. But why did you even allow her to pass? You're not the type to chat up a girl much less help one."
Rhys bundled up his black horse tail rope as he kept it inside his golden spatial pouch.
"She seemed… interesting."
Upon hearing his tone, Raghnall's eyes darkened and his tone held a warning as he trailed off.
"Rhys, if she gets into any trouble in that side…"
"Shhh, don't worry. If she does, I'll say it's my fault and have my father answer to them."
Raghnall clicked his tongue in frustration when he heard his nonchalant reply but he knew that Rhys's words were to be trusted. And although he didn't want to admit, at least he knew now that Inna was in safe hands.
"So, are you willing to tell me now who that girl was?"
Raghnall looked at the direction where she must've ran and sighed. He was silent for a moment before he finally decided to answer vaguely.
"Don't mind her. She's just some crazy person that needs to be taught about a lot of things about magic."
Rhys curiously looked at the direction Raghnall was looking at while trying to recall the girl he just saw a few moments before.
"Well, she's pretty… strong to be a magic user."
Raghnall sharply looked at Rhys with an eyebrow raised as an amused expression began to form in his face.
"Well, look at the pot calling the kettle black."
Rhys rolled his eyes but a smile couldn't help but form as well.
"Hah, I'm not strong at all! I can barely fight against you, Mr. Perfect."
Raghnall puffed up his chest as he laughed proudly at his statement.
"Well, that's true!"
But Rhys wasn't done yet.
"Though, in terms of looks, I obviously win."
Raghnall stopped his laugh midway as he looked at Rhys in disbelief.
"What?! No. I'm obviously better looking than you."
Rhys clicked his tongue three times as he held up his finger to silence Raghnall.
"Of course not. I'm better looking AND I've got the best personality among the three of us... or four of us if you don't count Favian and Frode as one."
Raghnall clenched his teeth as he spoke.
"Hah! In terms of personality, you are one of the worst! Don't go tricking yourself."
Rhys laughed happily at how wrong Raghnall was.
"No, if we talk about bad personalities, I give that top spot to you! I mean, have you ever seen yourself when we were kids? You set a girl's hair on fire when it accidentally touched you! She didn't even do anything to you except pass by!"
Raghnall's eyes widened as he recalled the memory. And he couldn't help but bury his face in his hands as he reddened.
Okay, that happened when he was having those 'moody' days where everything just annoyed him.
And it was just a temporary thing!
But of course, Rhys never forgets the ridiculous things they did back when they were young.