Villainous Instructor at the Academy

"Alright," I muttered, my voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "That’s enough."

Julien glanced back, eyebrows raised. "Enough of what, Professor?"

"The jokes." My tone was sharp. "We’re done messing around."

The atmosphere shifted instantly.

Felix, who had been about to throw another sarcastic comment, froze. Mira’s smirk faded, her posture straightening. Even Julien’s playful demeanor disappeared, his expression growing serious.

"Why?" Garrick asked, his tone low.

I stopped walking, turning to face them.

"Because we’ve got one item left," I said, my voice steady but firm. "And it’s not going to be easy."

"Silver Wolf Fur," Wallace murmured softly, his face pale.

"Exactly." I nodded. "And if we don’t get it... all of this was for nothing."

A heavy silence settled over the group.