"Are my eyes suddenly developing issues? Should that be possible for people like us?" Malcom asked in bewilderment as he took off his glasses, wiped them clean, put them back on, then looked back at the destroyed stage, the scene remained the same, Dante standing tall, after using the very skills of a fallen opponent to crush another one thoroughly..
"It's not an issue with my glasses either, so I'm beginning to believe it might really be my eyes that are Turning faulty"..
"Little valen, care to tell us what is happening"?.
"I'm sorry sir voren, but the old man explicitly told me not to give out any information about the young man, as it might cause unnecessary issues that are best avoided" valen answered, voice a tad bit guilty for denying it…
"Ahh, so the dean is aware of him, no wonder" the priestly old man sighed..
"Wait a minute.." a female professor suddenly stood up in shocked realization.
"What is it Matilda?"Voren asked softly..
