Petrifying Enemy
Silver shook his head in disappointment as he watched what was to become a losing battle at the very beginning of their competition, "He's strong but his mana manipulation still needs a lot of work. That idiot!"
"Uh! C-cap, who are you talking to?" one of the students in his group asked, stuttering a bit.
"Shawn Fiore, who else would I be…" The blonde-haired leader candidate went silent and ground his teeth in fury.
When Silver turned to the other Leader candidate he assumed he was talking to, he found nothing but a gentle sandy breeze.
The fiery-haired boy and his group had already taken to their heels, running off in the direction of the flag that was on their side.
Silver's brow twitched, 'That annoying little devil!'
"Follow me, underlings! We have a flag to capture," he yelled over the noise of the howling wind.