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𝔸𝕊 morning arose for a new day, the sound of foils clattering echoed through the fencing room. Lilith was challenging Xavier when Wednesday entered, wearing an all-black fencing uniform. His presence caused everyone, including Lilith and Xavier, to pause as he walked straight ahead. Lilith took off her helmet, watching Wednesday approach Bianca and Rowan, who were practicing nearby. Rowan, having just lost a bout, stumbled back and removed his helmet, glaring at the coach.
"Coach, she tripped me!" Rowan exclaimed.
"It was a clean strike, Rowan," the coach responded.
Bianca, taking off her helmet, addressed Rowan with a smirk, "Maybe if you whined less and practiced more, you wouldn't suck." Turning to the coach, she asked, "Seriously, Coach, when am I gonna get real competition? Anyone else want to challenge me?"
Rowan got up, collected his glasses from the coach, and left. Lilith, glaring at Bianca, muttered, "Oh, I would love to shove my sword right in your heart—"
Xavier intervened, holding her back before she could approach Bianca. Meanwhile, Wednesday volunteered, "I do."
Bianca turned to face him, "Oh, you must be the psychopath they let in." She smirked.
"And you must be the self-appointed Queen Bee," Wednesday replied. Bianca nodded with pride, but Wednesday continued, wiping the smile off her face, "Interesting thing about bees. Pull out their stingers, they drop dead."
Lilith laughed, causing Bianca to send a glare her way. Wednesday noted Lilith's laugh, finding it surprisingly not annoying. Turning back to Bianca, he said, "Rowan doesn't need you to come to his defense. He's not helpless, he's lazy."
Bianca, clearly irritated, retorted, "Are we doing this or not?"
Impatient, Wednesday walked to his spot on the mat. The coach announced, "En garde." Both Wednesday and Bianca put on their helmets and began striking at each other aggressively, each blocking the other's moves. Wednesday, fighting strategically, managed to touch Bianca low, earning a point.
"Point to Wednesday," the coach declared.
"Whoo! Go Wednesday!" Lilith exclaimed, clapping enthusiastically. Bianca, Xavier, and everyone else turned to look at her. "What?" she said defensively.
Wednesday glanced at Lilith's impressed expression, feeling a surge of confidence. He stood up, and they resumed their bout, exchanging strikes with renewed intensity. This time, Bianca scored a point.
