'Shouldn't we have moved this spar to the colosseum?' Miss Frea sent a mind wave to Arkien.
He shook his head, 'We cannot delay the classes for the day with this. Just let them spar here, it will be fixed up later.'
Seeing as he had said it like that, she had no reason to refuse him. She took a small step back, then looked up at the podium. It had been a few seconds, however, neither side had made their move. On Timaeus' side, it was obviously because he had given them five minutes to take him down.
When some thought that they were not going to move, the two werewolves shot forward at the same time. Timaeus did not move, watching them as they clenched their hands into fists, and rushed forward at him.
