"Anyway. Why tell us now?" Nessa could tell that Zach was getting increasingly uncomfortable and irritable, so she quickly decided to move on from the discussion on how others might see Zach when he paraded around his maids.
Zach was thankful for it.
"Things aren't going as well as I want them to. It feels like we won't be able to handle the Underworld this year, at least not without casualties."
The others' expressions darkened at Zach's words. The playful, joking atmosphere from a minute ago was gone. This was serious.
Zach didn't know it all, and certainly couldn't predict the future. But he wasn't in his current position with his current strength because he was just lucky. If he was worried that not everyone in their class or even their club would make it to the annual break, they should also be worried.
