[Eon's POV: ]
"Uriel! It's already time! We will be late!"
"Yes, yes. Almost finished."
"Finished what?! You are just polishing your scythe from the last hour! It's clean and sharp enough to cut a bunch of paper with a simple touch! Let's go already!"
"Relax dude. It's still an hour before our class starts. And we can just reach the academy with shadow travel in an instant. What's the rush?"
"What is there to not rush? Only an hour is left for the class to start! Just an hour!
How many times have I said it already?! Many things can happen between the academy gates and the classrooms!
Many, many things!
We can miss our very first class ma'am! That can't happen!"
She was too relaxed right now but I couldn't help but worry about what would happen if we were late.
This was the first day of our school and she was humming cheerfully, polishing her secondary scythe that she wasn't even going to use anytime soon.