'I'll be damned.'
This was his last thought, as far as he could remember, before he was devoured.
But then…
'I'm I alive?'
Flynn's eyes shut open the next instant, only for his legs to shudder and give up to a wobble feeling, as a wave of nauseousness hit him.
Almost falling flat on the floor due to the sense of disorientation from his instantaneous change of environment, he managed to put one hand on the ground, resting his other on his left leg, while he half-knelt on his last wit.
Breathing wildly, Flynn remained crunched down just like the rest of the group for about 30 seconds before he could regain his wits and confront his new reality.
Apparently, he had been teleported before the Swarm could gnaw him, even now, there was still echoing buzz of the Swarm resounding in his ears.
"Bastard, this is all your fault!"
Bang!
Before anyone could react, Alex raised the white haired boy who had been gritting his teeth as he held his bloodied chin. Landing a fatal kick to his stomach that sent him flying to the wall with a muffled bang!
"Want me to cripple you?
Alex's vicious voice sounded, as he raised the white haired boy by the collar, staring at him in a menacing manner like he wanted to break every single bone in his body but then somehow held back.
Whilst, the white haired boy in response didn't make any effort to retaliate, only whimpering as he shuddered in fear, a limp struggle as he wrapped his arms around his head like a traumatized patient would.
Silence, no one said a word.
Instead a deep scowl formed on the pompous looking girl's face as she stared at the white haired boy with disgust.
Obviously the reason the Swarm reappeared was because the white haired boy tampered with the Stone Slab by trying to acquire the Carved Scripture. Despite his sympathetic predicament, his greed couldn't be contained and risked the life of their group.
Being the last to be teleported and almost killed by the Swarm, Flynn didn't feel a single ounce of sympathy watching as the guy Alex bloodied the boy's mouth. Though his other rational thought told him that he would have done the same as a price for being forced to risk his life.
And at the same time he neither sided with Alex, it was very obvious the older guy would have done the same. In fact, his anger at the white haired boy wasn't because he risked their lives but the audacity he had to discover such and not report to him first, instead wanting to claim it for himself.
As of now no one knows if he had succeeded , nor do they wish he did.
Amidst the tense atmosphere from Alex's anger wanting to beat the hell out of the white haired boy, Flynn minutely studied the duo, or rather his focus was more on the white haired boy who was terribly shuddering now.
More of interest than hate, Flynn's eyes roamed the youth.
Lean and frail looking, not from malnourishment but rather seemed like a natural disposition, one he was born with and not made. The preeminent prey for bullies. It was no wonder he appeared traumatized.
And to sum it up, his height was average, looking more of fifteen than eighteen, it was why he was often referred to as a boy.
To be quite honest his looks weren't bad, with his white hair serving a stark contrast, probably dyed.
But it was a wonder that such a weakling attended Imperials.
'Every school has its dregs it seems' Flynn thought.
As someone blessed with a body that looked more than his age, a bit broad shoulders and firm arms, it was like he was born to fulfill the role of a bully but never took it up.
Always calm and collected, he didn't experience the slightest bit of school traumas despite wearing glasses. And as much as trouble avoided him, he avoided trouble.
His view to bullying had always been none of his business.
"Stop"
Shouting out loud, Flynn was surprised to see the veiled girl Amelia walk forward behind her mask, attracting the group's attention.
First Alex whose flaring gaze changed target, settling on the ebony skinned girl with a menacing look, the atmosphere froze before being broken by Alex's next taunt.
"And what if I don't?.."
Further continuing…
"On the basis that he almost killed me, what do you have to say?"
Just as he finished speaking, he turned with a deterring air around him.
'Quick you have to show that we stand on the same side.'
Furrowing his brows, Flynn heard a light hurrying voice in his head.
Though he wanted to pretend that he didn't hear anything, abiding by his no trouble principle. He quickly realized he had no choice, or he might guarantee his own death, after all he was the only one who knew that his Will didn't increase his strength by much.
'Damn it'
Then before Alex could take another step forward, he expressionlessly walked towards Amelia,standing beside her as he exposed their alliance with unfazed eyes while staring directly at the opposition, enduring his surprised look.
Taken aback, Alex quickly realized he had been lied to, not that he had wholly believed the ebony girl in the beginning.
"Bastards"
He cursed out as his eyes settled on Flynn, evidently hesitating before then his mouth twitched.
"Angella" he called out as the pompous looking girl stepped forward, with a readied look in her eyes.
But then…
"Calms fellow, I didn't mean for a fight… We should rather form an alliance, albeit a temporary one to escape this hell hole…"
"…Unless you're really stupid to kill him" Amelia said in a level way, letting her words settle a moment later.
Bang!
There was a light bang as Alex threw the white haired boy to the wall.
"Ok"
Flynn noticed something strange about Jack behavior, no one said anything only taking note of the swirling energy later.