Drunk in the exultant sensation of his soon-to-be triumphant victory, Chris could not hold his excitement at bay any longer. With the sensation of finally achieving this much awaited and incredibly hard fought victory, he was already envisioning the glamorous future where his newest servant would be humiliated in front of the entire school body.
Only this way could he claim vengeance for all the suffering and humiliation he had to endure. Only this way could he think to restore his prestige and spotless, flawless image.
Unfortunately for him, as well as for the rest of the excited looking crowd, their celebration was rather premature. In the next moment, they felt a force of invisible energy swept out from the brawling ball of boys.
"Aren't you celebrating a bit too early... Chris?"
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