Everyone stood there motionless for long stressful moments. The dean didn't move a finger as he glanced at Mark.
"Don't be a fool, you know I can't do anything to that boy according to the code of the academy."
"Sometimes despair would drive sane people insane," Mark slowly said while he was trying to see through the dean.
"That's if he was a sane one to begin with," Igory didn't hide his own sarcasm at this moment.
"Then step aside and let me do my job," the dean was standing there fixedly while the tension all around was lacking a fuse to ignite.
And the entire place would be torn into pieces with a wild war erupting here.
"What do you plan to do exactly?" Mark asked while motioning with his hands for the masters around to step down.
The dean watched the slow and careful moves of the masters while saying:
