"Do you really think leaving Onatel and Jwella behind to fight with the two headmasters was a good idea?" Grendula asked Perison as she floated in the air beside him, looking down at the scene in front of her, her eyes landing on Green in the beast's hands and on no one else, having seen what Green looked like when Arifnon noticed and identified who he truly was in Whitefield,
"If you would like to join them, you can leave. I'm pretty sure I can take care of all the beasts by myself or any other complications I encounter," Perison proudly spoke with both hands behind his back, as he also floated in the air beside her, carrying himself in a dignified manner, in a way that made it seem like he was above everything that he was looking down on.