The ambitious students and teachers nodded their approval. Of course they didn't give a damn about friendships or not hurting the others. They all wanted to win. It was evident in their eyes. Galen seemed to have been able to see through their fakery, and decided to do something to enforce his teachings into their brains. Whether they liked it or not, they had to do it. This was one of those moments when he was actually happy to pull rank.
So, without an ounce of shame whatsoever, he issued a paralyzing injunction;
"So, in this spirit of friendship, I would like all the students and teachers to go around and shake hands with you fellow finalists."
This wasn't the typical thing one would expect from a meeting with the president. There was a slight pause, and a certain palpable tension hung in the air, right up till then, no one had made a move yet. As if they were still unsure if they had heard him right. How were they even supposed to go about it?
