Chapter 6: Omega
In response to Alexandre's insolent demand for identification, the white-haired newcomer stood up slowly from the unconscious candidate on the ground and pointed to the nameplate pinned onto the front of his jacket.
"I'm Hunter Omega, Rank C Hunter... and an instructor at this academy. And just who are you?" He had a no-nonsense voice, but didn't sound very offended by Alexandre's question.
Alexandre groaned as he took in all of Omega's details. Yes, he definitely was a teacher. Alexandre hadn't wanted to be noticed by any of the academy staff... not yet, at least.
He nodded at Omega, as though acknowledging his authority, and then turned to walk deeper into the forest, as though he'd just been stretching his legs in the forest before these two students attacked him. He needed to give the impression that he wasn't a troublemaker—
SLAM!
Alexandre stumbled as a wave of air pressure hit him in the back! He spun on his heel, instinctively raising his own hands in a tight, defensive stance.
Omega was also standing in a fighting stance, though a much more fluid and aggressive one. The tip of his left combat boot was pointed toward Alexandre, as was his clenched left fist. Omega was leaning most of his weight on his right leg and was also pointing his right fist toward the sky.
This might have looked comical to an outsider, but Alexandre knew that this must be a well-practiced fighting stance, one designed to maximize the effectiveness of Omega's Hunter abilities.
The fact that ribbons of yellow energy streamed around each of Omega's limbs was proof of this.