A new morning came to the Lower class and Combat class though the two clusters of students have a bit of difference when they wake up.
"Morning!"
"Hey care to remove your feet on my face!"
The boy's tent sounded chaotic and everyone outside could see their silhouette while they played amongst themselves.
"What the hell are they even doing" said Matilda while gripping the knife in her hand.
"Maybe you should put down the knife first" Arabella told her afraid that the knife in her hand may fly somewhere.
While the boys continued their bickering and the girls prepared their breakfast the combat class on the other hand wasn't about to sleep even for a second. Their minds keep them awake as they replay the events that happened to them. Anxiety then crept into their hearts as their experience of almost dying made them doubtful about their capabilities.
