Chapter 192: ROC vs Roc
Rainier patted Cassie’s back as she furiously threw up into a sink.
They were in something called a "locker room" underneath the ground floor of the Flight Wing.
"Ugh... I’m so glad I made it here - hrk! - before doing that," Cassie groaned before another round of vomit worked its way out of her.
"Did you know we might wind up in a fight?" Rain asked. What he really wanted to ask was ’Why did you drink so much when you knew we could wind up in a fight?!’ but that would have been impolite and Cassie was already suffering enough.
"Don’t blame her," Ozzy interjected before Cassie could answer, his Rethan accent more obvious - indicating his nervousness. "First kills always went to more senior candidates in the past. This is a high honor."
"Assuming we survive," Rain said. He had only an academic knowledge of monsters, aside from what he’d fought in a dungeon, but this tempest roc was like a dragon compared to a raptor. Exponentially more dangerous...
"Weak..." Cassie groaned. "They’re weeding us out because we’re weak..."
"Hey, hey!" Rain patted her again. Fortunately, she seemed steadier now that the worst was out. "We’re one of the best squads in our year. What happened to you wanting to beat that thing?"
A stern, familiar voice answered. "It is one thing to desire a victory, and quite another to seize it." Iriel stepped into the room.
Ozzy bowed. Rain, already on one knee to help Cassie, stayed where he was, patting her back until she straightened to address her aunt.
"Why are you here?" she asked, her voice slightly accusatory.