A cold welcome Part 2

Captain Silvermane remembered, in fact, Uriel was one of the few students he knew by name. As usual, the only students instructors knew by name were those who stood out for their bad performance but the man in front of him didn't look anything like the Uriel he knew.

Uriel used to be lean, not fit, and had a naive look on his face that gave his face an good natured air but now he was taller, his shoulders were broader and his skin looked silky smooth. Had it not been for his ever present murderous glare he might have been considered almost as handsome as Sam.

"He's the janitor dude?" A male student asked with a shocked expression.

"There's no way he's the same guy!"

"Yeah, it's impossible, I remember him, he was always last along with that other girl... what was her name?"

"Cassandra, she goes by Sword these days." Uriel replied.

"Wait, do you know her? Are you two friends?" A female student asked without even giving him enough time to reply.