Every ten years, the Cigam Academy opens its doors. During the three years of their studies, students must prove that they are worthy of being the head of their family. But this time, tensions are higher than ever. The Lympyres and the Vampires are...
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When the applause subsided, the headmistress turned her back on the crowd of students and walked down the long white alley, the students on her heels.
Rarama followed suit, her curly hair twitching with each step. With long strides, she caught up with her friend Lys and settled into her walking rhythm. Gradually, murmurs arose before being replaced by the sound of countless conversations. As soon as Rarama was next to the Achron, the latter asked:
"Can you summarize the speech, please?"
"Seriously?" said the young girl, rolling her eyes. "Don't tell me that you used your power not to listen!"
"I'm not going to tell you anything, then," Lys said mischievously. "And I'm not the only one: I've seen others do the same!"
Rarama sighed. Did she really believe that not being the only person using her abilities for such a stupid thing justified her act? As much as young Lympyre liked her friend, she sometimes wanted to take a gun and put lead in her head. After a while, she didn't even know if it was to kill her or to make her smarter.*
"Listen, I won't repeat it," Rarama finally said. "Fights between students are allowed only in arenas dedicated to this purpose. Failure to do so will result in immediate dismissal. The points system has been changed, i.e. the scoring criteria have been modified. Two new courses have been added: "Theory of Mind" and "Adaptation in a Hostile Environment". The first is open exclusively to Electromancers and Walkers, but the second is compulsory."
"Oh. And if not, there are ?..."
A boy shoved the two students as he passed between them, interrupting Lys. Rarama turned her head sharply towards him and apostrophized him, furious:
"Hey, be careful!"
"I don't talk to vermin," the unlearned man hiss, curling his lips to reveal his long canines. "Even more so when it comes to Lympyres!" he grimaced.
Rarama's pupils retracted in anger. Before she had time to respond, the boy disappeared, his unearthly speed leaving only an afterimage.
"I hate vampires!" the girl exclaimed, furious.
Rarama had never met a member of this species before, but now she understood why her people were in constant conflict with the Vampires. Her family had always told her that they were arrogant and had a terrible temper, and the Lympyres had always thought that was an exaggeration. Obviously, she had been wrong.
*Litteraly means "have lead in the head". It means "to have thought; to have common sense".
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