The student chuckled lazily. "I'm a Povichian and my older cousin is in the Army, so I'm well aware of what to expect on the battlefield. I'm asking just to be prepared," The young boy enunciated.
The instructor nodded in understanding. "You are right, but don't worry, grade-A aliens haven't been spotted around here since the school was built so you shouldn't be scared that they'll pop out of nowhere."
Jiya and the others who had witnessed the crazy side of grade-A aliens were about to speak up when the gold-haired boy chuckled.
"Alright, if you say so. We shall hold your words for it."
"Yes, you can hold my word for it. If there's ever a grade-A alien, my life shall be laid down before any of you gets injured by it."
"Interesting…" the gold-haired guy curled his lips.
