Casted

"So..." Violet crossed her legs as she titled her head. "Why are they in here too?" She asked while those who she referred as 'they' were throwing sharp glares on her. "I could feel many ill intents towards me in this room, you know?"

"I'm concerned they would be lost as we speak." Jirile said which Ezekiel responded to.

"The briefing was done by me, your concerns can now rest in peace."

"May you rest in peace too."

"Violet..." Gordon spoke, sitting at the edge of the table alone while the rest were divided into two sides. The room was filled with the five Riodens, the class-s, Ezekiel and Gordon who finally calmed down. "You broke one of the terms we agreed on."

Jirile coughed to take their attention. "Headmaster, may I remind you that you also broke the first term by taking their class into this discussion?"