The Tournament Turns Into Court

As the voice echoed, everyone's focus turned to the figure who was slowly descending to the stage.

The Principal Arwen landed right between the two, his presence commanding immediate respect and silence. His eyes, sharp and unwavering, scanned the crowd before settling on Bernard and Rowan.

"Bernard," Principal Arwen began, his voice calm but firm, "My academy has its rules and regulations. No student, regardless of their lineage or influence, is above them."

Bernard Ironheart's face tightened, his fists clenching at his sides. "My son—"

"Your son," Arwen interrupted, "has been manipulating and tormenting other students, including attempting to harm one during an official event. This is a serious violation, and it will be addressed according to our laws."

Rowan, still pinned to the ground, struggled to speak. "F-Father, I—"

"Silence," Bernard snapped, his eyes filled with a mixture of anger and concern.