The first few days in the academy were more of a rollercoaster than Ashton had assumed. His plans of keeping to himself and maintaining a low profile were blown into smithereens. As much as he hated the attention on him, he had become the talk of the academy.
But it was not all that bad. As the rumours of him knocking out a second-year spread around, he was met with less and less hostile gazes around him. As for the loss he was taking by not attending the physical training, well, it wasn't much.
He could easily compensate for the exp he could have gained within those two hours, by training with Duncan for 4-5 hours. It was a waste of time, but it was the best thing he could have done, considering the curfew in the city was still active.
However, there was one thing he was worried about more. It had been a while since he had feasted on blood and flesh. As a result, the vampire and the undead genes within his body were on a rampage.
