At first glance, most were young men, the youngest maybe even ten years old. Most looked like they were in their late teens, some in their twenties. They were a few men who could be even in their thirties, broad-chested and with the traces of beards. Abrial frowned, staring back at all of them in disbelief.
There was…only one girl?! In all these students, only one was female? How could that be?! The single girl was sitting up at the front, staring at Abrial with curious, glimmering emerald eyes. Her hair was just as orange as the hair of the Roatian boy who'd almost sliced her head off. And she had to be only six years old or something! Maybe even less…This was crazy. Out of a crowd of fifty people learning blade fighting, only one was a girl, and she was tiny.
Meanwhile, the students seemed to be getting bored with the silence. They started muttering to each other and calling things out.
