Chapter 21: Gabe’s Defense
The moment Instructor Heiron gave the command and the vines fully withdrew into the earth, the Spearopion lunged forward, but not with the reckless hunger of a beast unleashed—it halted midway, the hardened tips of its legs scraping against the arena floor.
Something had changed. Something invisible, yet undeniable.
The students didn’t even have the breath to gasp.
From where Wesley stood, their silence wasn’t just shock—it was disbelief trembling on the edge of fear.
"He won’t last," someone whispered, barely louder than a breath.
"He has no chance..."
"That thing killed a mid-tier beast with one strike."
"Why did Instructor even allow this?! He’s going to get impaled!"
"I don’t want to see him die. I really don’t."
"Even if he blocks one strike, the venom eats through magic..."
Voices clustered in hushed panic and grim certainty.