Flakey exhaled, his gaze sweeping across the classroom before settling on the students who had voiced their concerns.
His expression remained composed, though there was a flicker of amusement in his eyes.
"The punishment I've given is appropriate," he stated, his tone carrying the weight of authority.
"Being a Teaching Assistant is not an easy task."
His words were firm, but they did little to quell the skepticism lingering in the air.
Elira, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke up.
Her voice was measured, but there was a quiet defiance beneath it—a rare moment where the Elf openly challenged the teacher.
"Teacher, how is that a punishment?" she reasoned, her sharp gaze fixed on Flakey.
"If he loses, he'll gain valuable experience by following you as an Assistant. He'll learn from you directly, and on top of that, you're even paying him in credits. No matter how I look at it, this is more of a reward than a punishment."
A murmur rippled through the students.
