Sol then turned to the crowd of disciples walking in organized lines and saw that no one was paying attention to this scene.
In fact, they were actively ignoring it.
Hundreds of disciples were here but not one person stood out to stop this.
"AHHH!!"
The screams of the disciple being stomped on peaked as one stomp was vicious enough to break his arm.
Sol's eyes narrowed and he stepped forward to stop this.
However, a heavy hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder and stopped him.
"Whoa there, you don't want to do that."
Sol turned to see who it was and it turns out to be a rather chubby boy that was slightly taller than him.
He was wearing green robes, one of the colors Sol noticed was rare among the crowd of disciples here.
"What do you mean?"
Sol asked, wanting to know why this person stopped him.
The chubby boy released his grip on Sol's shoulder and then glanced at him from head to toe.