Magic Life in the Empire

"A little bit more, we're almost there!" yelled Albert while running.

The crowd kept its youthful energy all the way to a certain hill without losing any in the process.

They were ready for battle.

"There! I see him! He is sitting on the grass! But I don't see the crystal." A student pointed with his finger at the top of the hill.

Sure enough, Cyril was sitting there in a lotus position, looking at them with a calm face.

"He is not going to keep that arrogant mug for long! Let's go!" Albert excitedly went forward.

"Surround him. Don't leave even the tiniest opening!" He motioned for the students around him.

So the group all slowly formed a circle around the still-sitting Cyril.

"Cyrill Felling, it's time you pay for your pride!" Albert smiled provocatively.

He stood closer, eager to talk before doing anything else.

At this moment Cyril calmly stood up and dusted himself off.