Quinn was so consumed with rage as the bad memories started to surface in his mind again, that he was completely unaware, that when he had asked a question to one of his own students, he had used the influence skill on him.
Being only a young student with hardly any mental strength, there was almost no resistance at all, as Swin's eyes appeared to hollow out and he answered.
"The students from class 3B, it was a group of six of them." Swin answered and soon his eyes regained colour once again.
'Quinn!' Vincent snapped at him in his mind.
Coming to, Quinn realised what had happened, it wasn't the first time his influence skill had leaked out when his emotions were out of control. It was almost as if his body was more in charge than his mind was when that happened.