The players exchanged surprised looks. From her clumsy entrance, they'd assumed Aila was timid, the kind of character who would avoid confrontation. But she had just stood her ground without a second thought.
They'd forgotten an important detail: this was the most prestigious academy in all of Trion.
Everyone here had earned their place through extraordinary effort. Aila might be a bit of a klutz, but she was no pushover.
"Don't mind him," Aila said brightly, brushing off the encounter. "Everyone's just on edge because of Hell Week."
"Okay, but seriously, what is Hell Week?" Evan asked again, his tone tinged with frustration.
Aila only chuckled, as if enjoying keeping them in suspense. "You'll find out soon enough," she teased, leading them further into the academy grounds.
As they walked, she told them about various buildings.