Amael's Show [3]
It took me little time to reach John's class, and it appeared that no one had informed the teachers about the unfolding situation. However, they wouldn't take long to arrive, so I had just a little time.
[<They are following you, Amael.>]
'Let them.'
Both my class and Allen's and Roda's classes trailed behind me out of curiosity, or perhaps a desire to witness the unfolding events.
As I approached the classroom door, a raucous uproar emanated from within the hall. Laughter and shouts filled the air, creating an atmosphere akin to a stadium. Peering inside, I observed John in a battered state, engaged in a fight with several students.
At the far end of the lecture class, Alvara sat gracefully on her chair, holding her umbrella. Beside her was Lykhor Elaryon.
The entire class comprised elves, vampires, and moonfangs, excluding high humans as they were part of Adrian's group, who was conspicuously absent.