Chapter 12: Glitches / Flaw
The silence stretched thick in the aftermath of their defeat.
The thirteen students, sprawled or seated awkwardly on the cracked floor, cast furtive glances at one another—no trace of their earlier arrogant and mocking bravado remained.
Their faces, flushed moments ago with righteous indignation, had drained of color.
Finally, Kera, rubbing her chest where the mana thread had struck her, broke the quiet. Her voice was unsteady. "What... what did you do?"
Her question echoed the unspoken thoughts in the room.
Ruvin swallowed hard, his throat bobbing. "Yeah. That was... how did you—?"
They all knew what they had done.
They had used the Elemental Mana Pressure Compression Formation, a technique they had learned as children.
Not just a prank to them—this formation was their shared pride.
They had grown up together.
Their families, though not officially noble, were rich and powerful enough in Silver Blade City to enjoy noble privileges.