Jalern was quite pissed, but he still wanted to see this fight take place, so he calmed himself as much as he could. Many looked on in suspense as Lyrian unsheathed his blade.
"God... I know it's not going to happen but," A kid in a red robe; Milton, from the Lizardman dungeon practice, began to say.
He whispered to finish his statement, "I hope Lyrian gets his head smashed in." His voice had a hint of hatred spread across it.
The kid next to him, Kaith, leaned in and whispered, "Maybe that was a bit too loud," He paused, as the two of them looked around to see if anyone heard Milton insulting an MVP, "But... I agree. That bastard robbed us of the entire practice. I hate his guts."
Right now, including Milton and Kaith, there was a crowd of kids from both Rerth's and Gator's classes that had their qualms against Lyrian.
