"You don't mean?" Mott observed Aaron, taking purposeful steps backward.
"Get lose, I don't want to see you again." Aaron said, with a bored expression.
Instead of running away, Mott stopped and walked up to him.
"As everyone in this Academy now know, even if you fail the test, You'll be placed in the Core Section--"
"--What are you saying?" Aaron cut him off.
"I'm saying, you should look after us in the Outer section, If you want, I can give you the title of the leader; You can help us members with some small tokens, like Resources and Herbs... Maybe even potions."
A frown appeared on Aaron's face. "If you are really the Baron's son, what are you doing in the outer section? Don't you have talent?" Aaron moved his gaze on the fat youth in front of him.
"Well..."
Mott massaged the back of his neck, then looked at the boys over his shoulder.
They all nodded, and walked away from the place, leaving the four behind.
