"…What are you talking about?" Rachel said, her voice was cold enough to send chill down myself spine.
Excuse me? You two? Calm down.
"Did I say something I shouldn't have?" Professor Lena asked innocently.
That makes Rachel even more irritated.
…Damn it, I'm so scared…! Everyone's going to die…!
Seeing that, Professor Lena let out satisfied smrik on her face.
Professor Lena shifted her weight ever so slightly, a motion so subtle it might've gone unnoticed—unless you were used to people who moved like predators.
"I'm merely reminding you of your place, Hero Evans," she said. "No matter your rank or reputation outside, this is my classroom. And you don't get to tell my cadets to quit."
My mouth opened, but again—nothing came out.
Rachel's smile was gone now, completely replaced by something calm and cutting.
"And I'm reminding you, Professor, that my brother's health isn't just a cadet matter. If his life is on the line, no ranking system or teaching post trumps blood."
