133 The Final 20

The teacher Tod had stopped in his tracks. He could hear the slight vibration in Raze's voice, one that would only appear when one was truly angry.

Immediately, Tod turned around, his eyes bulging as he looked at Raze. "These items are yours? You think this is deserved by someone like you, a no-name who shouldn't even be in the academy in the first place?"

Tod started to walk back toward Raze, and seeing this, Dame didn't think it was a good idea, and neither did Simyon. The two of them were on the move, shifting from the line and heading toward where Raze was.

"Even if I'm a no-name, so what? What if I was to beat those clan members that you grovel at their feet for just for a chance to wipe their backside?"

"I would much rather live doing what I wanted as a no-name than live a life like yours."

Instantly, Tod moved his hand and swung it, slapping Raze right across the face. His cheek had turned bright red at that moment. The attack was fast.