Not Too Shabby

The room fell silent as the figure of the Weapon Sage, known to the students as Instructor Darius, stepped fully into the light. The TWAO agents stared in shock and confusion, unable to comprehend what was unfolding before them. Their eyes shifted from the collapsed Mr. Klein, now revealed as the Black Chameleon, to the imposing presence of Darius.

Adrian, maintaining his composure, turned to Darius and spoke with a calm but curious tone, "Instructor Darius, is he the one?"

Darius glanced at Adrian, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Thanks for this, Adrian. I owe you one. And yes, he is the one." 

With a swift flick of his hand, an unseen force gripped the Black Chameleon. The Chameleon's body convulsed violently, and he coughed up a spray of blood.