Each group of academy students walked out without their leaders and allies by their side. Only a single Light Faction member guided them to where they were to stand.
It was a big and frightening moment for many, in unknown territory, deep in the heart of another faction they had never been to before, while strangers were watching their every move.
Turning around, their support was quite a distance away. For years, they had been taught that these people were their enemy, and for the first time, they were coming face to face with them.
It was natural for the participants to start to look at each other, eyeing up their competition, but that's when a certain individual realized that someone was staring their way.
"Hey!" Liam nudged Simyon on the shoulder. "I have a feeling that some guy is looking at us over there. Do you think it's another case of Ricktor?"
Ricktor turned his head slightly and smiled while looking at Simyon.
