"Noah?"
The person holding him called his name, and the familiar voice immediately caught his attention.
"Instructor Morgana?"
She released his wrist, allowing Noah to turn around. The moment he saw her face, his tense expression relaxed slightly.
Her sky-blue hair was neatly tied into a bun, and she wore a violet blouse paired with black trousers. Her amethyst eyes were filled with relief as she looked him over.
"You're safe." She spoked while looking at him. Her hand moved as her palm touched his cheeks and checking him all, if he was okay or injured.
Noah stared at her for a moment before offering a somewhat awkward smile.
'So she was the one who threw that darkness-covered spear.'
"Yes… I'm safe—"
Twist!
"Ow! Instructor!"
Before Noah could finish his sentence, Morgana grabbed his ear and twisted it mercilessly.
"What do you think you were doing?! Running around alone when the entire city is in danger?"
Her voice rose with every word as she began scolding him.
