"I always wondered why an academy like this was not built back in our world," a "plain" looking man said, addressing Yeon and Anton. "They just handed teenage awakened to guilds and wished for the best."
"You are the son of the equivalent of a president. We should be asking you, Michael." Yes, the "plain" looking man was Michael. He had left the VIP section to sit with the gang.
"I began wondering the moment I knew of this academy, and I was making conversation."
"I don't care if you were making an abominable creature. Don't disturb me."
"What a bad egg." Michael turned to Yeon. "Ms. Yeon, what do you think?"
"If you're talking about this bastard, yes, he's a bad egg. A rotten egg at that. If you're talking about the academy, I don't care."
"Pay her no mind," Anton said. "Her true colors have been exposed. Without Zeke, she does not place us in her eyes. Tsk, tsk."
"Oh, I failed to see Mount Tai." Michael joined in.
