Suppression
The normally relaxed atmosphere near the edge of the frozen lake changed to a tense one, the fights that took part a moment ago were agreed by both parties, in other words besides looking at the winners with hate filled eyes, the A class couldn't do anything else.
But what happened after Aisha's fight was a completely different matter, a member of an outer force attacked a student of the wild claw academy without a reason, if things weren't dealt correctly then a conflict might arise.
The alfear tutor frowned his brows, his students weren't the cream of the crop, he had some lesser nobles with a quarter of blond hair, not only that, the one who is now rolling on the ground and whining is a peak two-star mage.
The tutor then focused his attention on the weapon on Daimon's hand.
"An advanced magic gun model… this kid isn't simple, if don't manage the situation correctly, we might be in deep shit", he thought before he crouched down near his student to inspect the wound.