What's your worth?
With a flash of blinding light and a tingling sensation, the air shimmered. Students, instructors, and academy personnel vanished in an instant, teleported back to the familiar halls of the academy. Gone from the tomb, gone from the weight of the confrontation. Only the blessed remained, marooned in the aftermath of their actions.
A sense of isolation washed over them. Axl, sullen and silent, was whisked away by a stoic figure with wings of obsidian, his punishment to be dealt with within the Dragon Royal Palace. Astrid, and Kim found themselves surrounded by the concerned faces of their respective monarchs and guardians. Shame burned hot in their cheeks as they were led away, whispers of disappointment and stern pronouncements following them like shadows.