Chapter 290
Grey, still seated in the stands, leaned forward with a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. A slight smile danced on his lips as he watched the clash unfold on the battlefield below.
'They're actually working together?' he mused, eyes narrowing with interest as Vince and Raze charged forward in unison, facing off against the formidable third-year students.
'What magic did Raze copy?' he wondered, scanning the fight—then his brows lifted in surprise. 'Oh! Lightning magic? But why lightning? Fire would've been the obvious choice, especially if he got it from Scarlet.
That would've ended things in seconds… unless that arrogant flame queen refused to let him touch her.' Grey slapped his forehead in mild frustration. 'Typical Scarlet.'
A voice, deep and masculine, cut through his thoughts like a blade through silence. "Oh? Were you rooting for the third-years to actually land a hit?"
