Beads of sweat formed on Cole's face as he felt the gaze of the crowd on him.
Even the referee and the student in the ring looked at him with a bit of shock.
"What did you just call me?" Stormchaser said with slight annoyance.
Cole felt ready to back out at that moment; he was feeling a lot of pressure due to the people's eyes, but he just couldn't leave it.
"It is what must be done," he said to himself.
"You heard me; I said you were trash," he said again to the student.
Now Stormchaser was already trying his best to calm himself. He just ended a battle to restore his pride, and now someone was stepping on it again.
He won't let it slide at all, but he made sure to be careful. He observed Cole's uniform with detailed eyes.
The more he looked, the more annoyed he became.
"You First-year 1-star bastard dare to call me trash."
"Has the academy fallen so much that freshmen don't know their place anymore?"
