Kairo, Doolbs, Jihovani and Murkle were flat out on the ground in the training dome eating dirt. Origin looked down at them and smirked. "That's how it is done." Shortly after he said this, he fell unconscious.
Gairo looked at Gnihzur and at the others then back at Gnihzur again before letting his opinion known. "That crow's potential is far greater than I realized."
Gairo stamped his bearded staff to create duplicates of himself that he commanded to tend to the wounded with minor injuries before waking them up using Shock Krowqui.
Except for Gnihzur who was still unconscious, the other students were all puzzled when they woke up.
"What happened?" Jihovani spat out some dirt.
"Ah, my head hurts." Murkle held his head as he tried to stand up.
"Huh, me too…?" Seeing Gnihzur lying on the ground, Kairo asked his Guild Master, "Did we win?"
"No, all 4 of you were utterly defeated." Gairo didn't sugar coat it; he delivered the hard truth to his students.
