Pom grinned and left his seat.
But Carl was still confused, albeit the pressure was on him now. He could see everyone's eyes looking at him from the back of his head.
Seeing him, Alfred suddenly stood up to, and spoke as if he was enjoying the whole ordeal.
"I come with you to explain. There will be a five minute preparation before the fight."
Carl looked at Alfred, and sighed as they headed into the preparation area below the stage.
"So what's the story here?" Carl asked.
To him, it does not look like Pom was a bad student. He may seem weird, but he does not seem like someone that goes around offending teachers. Plus, he had such a small build he could pass of as a junior high schooler.
"Well, Pom might be small, but he's pretty skilled actually. One of the most skilled students in our batch, and he likes going to mysterious places. Of course, he could go anywhere, but only within places which we're allowed to."