As Athen felt a sudden wind breeze rush against his face, cooling the temperature around him, he smiled and opened his eyes.
Arrogance...it was a weird feeling to describe for Athen.
Athen always felt this subtle feeling of superiority when he looked at his fellow beggars and townspeople back in Blackthorne.
It was because of their desperation.
Why were they so desperate?
Unlike everyone else in his town, Athen never let his desperation and greed consume him, always acting rationally, as shown by his periodic use of his time-stopping ability.
However, after reaching the academy and seeing all the powerful and influential figures around him, Athen was humbled.
Or, so he had thought.
Perhaps seeing Professor Caldris act like he was a speck of dust had caused his ego to reemerge.
Widening his eyes, Athen glanced around the room, seeing the flaming-hot fireball frozen right in front of him.
