Leaving Leonardo behind, I kept moving around, shuffling through all the different students until I reached the hall for the Dean, knocking I entered inside, coming upon both Mira and Grace. Both of their eyes turned towards me, a smile filling them as I walked and sat beside Grace.
"How are you feeling?"
Mira asked, her voice gentle and caring.
"Much better,"
I replied as all of us then focused on the matter at hand.
"I talked to my father, and he will be soon coming here. After all, such things should be done face to face,"
Mira said.
"Grandfather is coming here?"
I asked with a slight surprise in my tone. It's been some time since I have seen that stoic yet gentle old man, my grandfather from my paternal side, Max Lionheart, the legendary great general of the Azraeil Empire. A man whose name inspires both fear and respect, one of the greatest generals the world has ever seen.
