[THIRD PERSON POV]
"We three will join in Easton's side." Abel Walker spoke up again, ignoring Mash's previous comment as he and the two others with him move to stand beside the black haired teen. "We don't have the qualifications to become the Visionary, we're just here to support them and represent our school. It wouldn't be fair otherwise." The Walkis student with the sticking out tongue hunched over slightly, an unimpressed gleam in his eyes as he questions the three Easton students, "Who the hell are you guys?"
Margarette tuts slightly at the inquiry, the Orca Prefect responding with a wave of their hand, "Ho ho, you mean us? We're Mash Burnedead and Kat Ride's fam." "No." Mash spoke quickly at those words, refuting the statement and yet going ignored as the same Walkis student the response was directed at speaks up again, "Y'all are fam, eh? Oh, I like that." Mash shook his head quickly to show refusal, his voice coming out softly, "We're familiar, but we're not fam."
The Walkis student cackles as his gaze darkens, "If you say you're his buddies, you'll be the first to die! Ready?! You hacks!" He darts forward with wand drawn while saying those words, Margarette preparing their own wand with a smile on their face, both teens ignoring Domina's words, "Galuf, wait." It was too late as Galuf was struck with a wave of sound, cuts appearing all over his body as Margarette spoke plainly, "This is the power of family." Mash utters out with a short sigh, "We're not related."
Galuf begins to laugh as Mash's comment goes ignored again, the teens eyes becoming bloodshot slightly as he utters out dismissively, "Yeah, yeah, ya got some bite to ya." Margarette's eyes widen when they feel a cut appear on their shoulder, eyes briefly glancing at the wound until Domina speaks up again, "Galuf, fall back. Even you won't walk away from that one unharmed." His voice was impassive, disinterest in his tone as he eyed his classmate and opponent with a tiny grin.
"I'd heard rumours..." Margarette trailed off for a moment as they narrowed their eyes at Domina, gaze briefly flickering to the magic caging Kat, Dot and Lance as it fades out and they reappear from the trap. "But fighting you seems like it may be fun." The words and sight of Margarette made Kat tilt her head to the side, confusion flickering into her gaze as she lands steadily on her feet beside Lance and Dot. "Though I'm in a class of my own." Domina spoke coldly, allowing a burst of his magical power to shine through and causing every teen in the room to stiffen.
Kat glared at the Walkis spokesperson, her hands clenching into fists as she steps slightly closer to Margarette. "Fine, I'll let you three participate." Domina grinned once more, directing a glance to Kat and allowing his expression to soften into one of pure interest and amusement. Margarette chuckled slightly at the overwhelming pressure, glancing at Kat as well as her and the two Adler teens with her come up behind her. Abyss narrowed his eye at the sight, his cursed one wrapped with bandages to prevent it's usage as he considers, 'Those two...'
"Hello, please don't decide things on your own!" The announcer calls out from her perch in the stands, eyes turning towards the girl as she speaks loudly into her microphone, "We'll check with the Bureau regarding additional participants from Easton! As for the tournament, it'll be held the day after tomorrow at a different venue!" The information made Kat hum while Mash tilts his head to the side, both sides of teens standing down on their offensive positions as the black haired teen questions, "It's not today?"
His question goes ignored as the announcer concludes quickly, "This ends the opening ceremony of the Divine Visionary Final Exam!" The words promptly cause the individuals in the room to slowly leave, Kat allowing her eyes to linger on the Walkis students as they depart one by one. Charles is the only one who offers her a tense smile, Kat barely returning the expression before she turns to follow after Dot and Lance, the blue haired boy making a point to slip his hand into hers and to cast a few Walkis teens a look, Fang allowing his fingers to twitch at the sight.
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Angel With Broken Wings
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