At the wave of Beldrum's hand, crystalline fragments of glass conglomerated to form one single projection, conspicuous at the front of the courtroom.
"You said that your name was Revian Corvus, correct?" he asked, looking down at a black keyboard materialized on his podium.
Within seconds, the projection revealed the files of all who are attended, and have attended the school. Some familiar names to Revian passed by, his mind latching on to fleeting details such as their full government names and date of attendance.
"Ah, here you are," Beldrum said, his mouse hovering over Revian's name after he'd typed it in, "let's see then."
There were a number of details kept on him that Revian hadn't expected the school to keep track of--his criminal history, his roommate, and even his sparring records, blank as they were.
Arcana, Revian read, all the way at the bottom. His eyes narrowed, the slight tremble of his heartbeat causing his fingers to shake slightly. Spatium?
