"Move."
With that simple word, everyone standing outside the doors of the greatest university in the empire, backed by the strongest Empire on the continent itself, faced one of the greatest shocks of their lives.
One of the men in the highest positions in the academy, the vice principal whose words held as much weight as most high-ranking nobles', was mercilessly and thoughtlessly pushed to the ground to the point that he fell over.
The action and result itself seemed just as natural as the falling of a leaf, but it was extremely shocking because a tree with no sprouts had no leaves to fell.
Being pushed down and falling was a natural course of action, but when the one pushed and the one to fall was the vice-principal, the same natural course of action became something that was not so absurd it wouldn't be thought of in one's dreams.
