Almost everyone had heard of the numerous mood changes Lirian had, one moment he was serious and the next moment he was aloof.
But this was the first time they had all experienced it first-hand, one second he was threatening them with unbridled intensity and the next second he chuckled and told them that he could punish them with his authority alone.
The students of class, 5 – A, felt a wave of sympathy coming to them from all the other students.
'We are no longer alone in our suffering,' Mordred felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, the load was now shared amongst 3000 instead of the measly 20 in class 5-A.
Lirian released his control of the energy and it quickly dispersed back into the air.
He made his point loud and clear, so there was no need to push any further, this was all a part of the procedure he had come up with, with the other candidate's, he was playing bad cop and they were going to play good cop, to keep the students under control.
