After finishing his work in the Beast Taming section, Aurelion walked through the main courtyard. His eyes scanned the scattered groups of students, finally locking onto his target. He changed his course and began to walk towards them with a calm pace.
One of the boys in the group nudged Merric. "He's coming."
Merric, who was talking with a now recovered Emil and a few other members of the Giant Bone clan, straightened up. The whole group turned to face the approaching elf.
Aurelion stopped a few feet in front of them, his gaze settling on the group's clear leader. "I assume you're the one in charge here. Merric, isn't it?"
"That's right," Merric replied.
"Why have you come to us?" He glanced at Emil, then gestured with his chin towards the finely crafted spear resting in the boy's hands.
"Or are you here for that?"
"Some things came to my attention today," Aurelion said, his tone was almost bored.
"It seems your weakling friend here didn't get a good night's sleep."
