"That, is already figured out." Clark smiled at Clara as he asked her to bring forward the people who would be fighting with them.
In the line, there were many students that Clark did not recognize, but from the school uniforms that they wore, he could tell a few things.
They were not the top students from prestigious families. They were mostly the lower ranked students that had gotten here out of luck or a lot of effort. The students forced down by the powerful family young masters or branch families. These students had been forced to be assistants and miss out on the best classes.
Naturally, these had been the students that were reacting the most when they began to hear the whispers of rebuilding the city to be better. Of breaking down the larger families so that the smaller individuals could stand together instead of cut apart.
