From MC's Perspective:
Jonathan's voice was low and determined as he said, "I will look into their backgrounds. Hereafter, they won't be able to do anything."
I gave him a curt nod, acknowledging his resolve. The tension in the room was palpable, but there was no time to dwell on it. "Where's the Teacher?" I asked, needing to shift my focus. When Jonathan informed me that he was in his study room, I turned without another word and made my way there.
As I left, I caught a glimpse of Jonathan's eyes—sharp and flickering with barely contained frustration. He was thinking, no doubt, that the Federation's forces were making a grave mistake by underestimating Master Lowell.
Jonathan believed that unless they were taught a harsh lesson, these provocations would continue. I didn't need to hear his thoughts to know that; it was clear in the way his jaw tightened before he stormed out of the Castle.
