The academy grounds were abuzz with the aftermath of Leo's match. Students whispered in clusters, retelling the fight with growing exaggeration. Some claimed Leo was a hidden noble; others believed he had struck a secret deal with the academy's higher-ups. None could reconcile the ease with which he had dismantled Tallis Arden, a noble with years of training.
Leo, however, remained unfazed. As he walked through the halls, his cloak swaying behind him, he could feel the eyes on him, the mixture of awe and unease. Tristen trailed close, his expression still twisted in disbelief.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Tristen muttered.
Leo smirked faintly. "Not particularly."
"Sure," Tristen said sarcastically. "The way you walked through that fire like it was nothing? Subtle."
