Varran supported his brother's plea and then the three of them eventually walked away. When Belenor opened her eyes again, her attackers had reached the end of the alley. As she turned the corner, the named Xynala swiveled slightly and met his gaze. She looked saddened. And as the three teenagers disappeared down the avenue, Belenor instantly felt the tension drop. He was in extreme pain. But as Garius had pointed out, it would take him less than ten minutes to heal his ribs. The child struggled to his feet and put his hands on his side. His nice outfit was all messed up, which would certainly worry his nanny Penala when he got home in a few minutes. Infusing Sap into his wound, he grumbled at the sight of his precious manuscripts spread out in the sawdust. Belenor was angry. As much at the twins as at himself. When would he learn to keep his mouth shut? At the Academy or outside, for that matter. For he spent his time making remarks to others, and every time, it backfired to him. But worst of all, the contempt he was accused of expressing was the very one he blamed on his parents. At that moment, the young Fyros was hating himself.

Varran supported his brother's plea and then the three of them eventually walked away. When Belenor opened her eyes again, her attackers had reached the end of the alley. As she turned the corner, the named Xynala swiveled slightly and met his gaze. She looked saddened. And as the three teenagers disappeared down the avenue, Belenor instantly felt the tension drop. He was in extreme pain. But as Garius had pointed out, it would take him less than ten minutes to heal his ribs. The child struggled to his feet and put his hands on his side. His nice outfit was all messed up, which would certainly worry his nanny Penala when he got home in a few minutes. Infusing Sap into his wound, he grumbled at the sight of his precious manuscripts spread out in the sawdust. Belenor was angry. As much at the twins as at himself. When would he learn to keep his mouth shut? At the Academy or outside, for that matter. For he spent his time making remarks to others, and every time, it backfired to him. But worst of all, the contempt he was accused of expressing was the very one he blamed on his parents. At that moment, the young Fyros was hating himself.

« Oui, je te connais. Varran et Garius m’ont parlé de toi. Si on ne prend pas en compte les disciplines physiques, tu es le meilleur élève de votre section, à l’Académie. Mais c’est surtout ton arrogance qui te fait remarquer, n’est-ce pas ? À vrai dire, je ne sais même pas si tu t’entends parler… Tu sais, à ce rythme là, tu risques de perdre les quelques amis qu’il te reste. »

« Oui, je te connais. Varran et Garius m’ont parlé de toi. Si on ne prend pas en compte les disciplines physiques, tu es le meilleur élève de votre section, à l’Académie. Mais c’est surtout ton arrogance qui te fait remarquer, n’est-ce pas ? À vrai dire, je ne sais même pas si tu t’entends parler… Tu sais, à ce rythme là, tu risques de perdre les quelques amis qu’il te reste. »