With confusion lurking in their hearts, they decided to address this emotion. They all agreed to gather in Old Town's hut and face something they all left behind from the past.
"We are here"
"Oh you are here Klint"
"Yes it has been a while, Professor Calista"
Calista looked at the young man and knew all the burden of what happened that day was on him.
"Klint Soman"
"Yes, professor!"
Unconsciously out of habit, Klint straightens his back while imitating a military salute.
"Student Klint Soman of the Lower class is here as their representative!"
Calista could only chuckle while the lad did the same; somehow, the student and teacher missed their time in the academy.
These were the students who once belonged to the lower class.
"You should head inside your classmates are waiting"
"Yes professor"
Klint went in, and soon, his figure disappeared, replaced by more silhouettes approaching from the distance.
This time it was Elara, she arrived with other members of the class.
