Chapter 33: Conflict of Interest
“Catch him!”
The minions took a step forward instantly, though they didn’t engage, exchanging glances among themselves, wondering if it was the right call.
While they dithered, Ember observed the surroundings, wondering whether any of the instructors would come to break up the conflict before it escalated into something ugly.
None came, whereas the group of five surrounded him.
“You are going to gang up on me with numbers?” Ember scrunched his nose, already pulling a sizable chunk of his mana. His eyes darted to the fallen figure. “Well, if anything is to go by with that little clown, five against one doesn't make the odds any better, I fear.”
“Watch your mouth, you little—” barked a boy, but his speech was quickly shut down as Ember’s figure appeared by his side, thrashing his wooden blade into his midsection.
“Or what?”
His figure disappeared again, this time slamming a ruthless kick into the back of the nasty-mouthed girl.
By then, the others had already figured out there was no other way they could end it without a full-blown dispute. They charged at him without holding back.