Kol walked into Twilight Tower, glancing around wearily. There was no sign of Xavier. He exhaled walked almost gingerly towards the bed of flowers at the center of the lobby. It was practical day again, and the first class was Spiritual Beasts. Shizun had told the students to meet at the tower, to collect their familiars. Then he would teleport them all to the forest.
That was fine, he wasn't afraid of the class, but rather, he was only realizing the true impact of what Xavier had done. That morning, he'd tried to get up and fight against the paralysis that overtook him whenever he tried to leave the dormitory and inform the headmaster of what happened.
However, it wouldn't work. After some time, he'd made a new discovery. He could not bad-mouth Xavier if anyone was around. It was fine in the privacy of his room, but as soon as his roommate appeared, his mouth started moving of its own according, praising Midnight.
