Chapter 59: Graduate
"Hey! What's wrong?" The remaining guard ran in with worry.
Soon the shaking stopped, and the thug lost consciousness.
This attack from Morpho was slightly better than during the duel, but it was still unskilled. She needed more practice.
While the thug was distracted, Cyril approached him and quickly jabbed him with his finger.
Soon he joined his friend on the ground.
I also need more practice... Cyril thought while looking at the state of the bodies.
They were going to be fine after this; they were simply knocked out with a bit of pain.
Unlike Bran, they will not end up with a completely broken body; these hooligans never did anything to Cyril after all.
Myra looked at the whole process with complicated eyes; at least she didn't need to do anything.
Cyril quickly searched through the bodies and found a key.
While he was capable of opening regular doors with magic, he didn't want to waste more mana than necessary. His earlier experience still scared him somewhat.