The Headmaster's discerning eyes, warmed by genuine interest, scanned through the Large halls of the Cafeteria, taking note of certain individuals as he did so.
It was a habit of checking the students, new and old, of their progress and his monocle assisted him in doing so.
"Good day Students". He greeted, after getting a firm grasp of the situation. 'The twelve great families are at it again. They've produced even more terrible monsters'
His thoughts lingered for a moment, but he shoved them away as they did.
"We at the Prestigious Homeric Academy of Gifted Children welcome you all, with an abundant heart.
Both the old, and new students.
I can still remember the days of the past, when demons ran rampant, and the Twelve great families struggled to get a hold of the situation, but a student of our Academy arose and took charge.
We are people of Great Foundational Power, and we are of vast knowledge.
