Principal Gabriel's four mutton legs propelled him swiftly as he deftly slipped out of the ward, leaving poor Professor Keal to face the wrath of the Serene family alone.
Keal's grin was anything but pleasant as he naively greeted, "Hello, hello?"
Silence hung in the air, punctuated only by Noye's heavy sigh of frustration as he settled back into his chair.
His upbringing forbade him from implicating others, even in the heat of anger.
In the uncomfortable stillness, Professor Keal remained focused on the purpose of his visit.
The portly gentleman tiptoed with care, approaching the hospital bed where his diligent assistant lay.
Seeing his assistant lying breathless, Professor Keal's eyes welled with redness, and he sighed, "Oh."
"My poor student..." Keal choked, extending his rough, chubby hand but hesitating in mid-air. "The hateful cultist tortured a defenseless child."
