A Quarrel With Pol

"Are the two girls ok?"

The moment Jim approached the group of masters in the center of the arena the elf master Armando said in concern and worry.

"Thanks master, they are fine," he simply replied while glancing over the other two in curiosity.

It was his first time seeing them, they weren't back in the first test he had in this arena, or there when he became a privileged inner disciple, or here when he fought.

"Tsk, it's a really rare and extraordinary occasion," Pol suddenly sneered, "having three master fighting for a human… humph, how far are we going to degenerate in this academy, humph."

Jim was surprised that he raised his eyebrows from what he just heard.

"It's strange indeed to see you here," Siera moved while standing beside Jim as if she was challenging him.