Skillful Bliss

After hearing the boys screams, everyone in the crowd was feeling more nervous than ever. A part of them thought that perhaps the middle-class students weren't serious, after all, how could they get away with such a thing?

If they were to do something as drastic as attack a whole class of lower students, did they really think not one of them would say anything? But after witnessing what had happened, they now knew the situation they were in was very serious.

"Alright, who's next?" The second-year student said.

Again, not a single person had volunteered to go next.

"Alright, I'll just have to pick another one." This time the second-year student pointed at a fairly tall boy with short hair.

The boy grabbed one of the black balls, although unlike the person before the boy was less hesitant. He closed his eyes to concentrate on the ball, and it started to glow stronger than the person before him.