Steel Fang

A massive circle of students had formed, their ranks a chaotic blend of D, B, and even A, all crowding to watch the commotion unfolding on the Cultivation Chamber's bottom floor. 

The air was heavy, whispers buzzing like flies. 

Aziz dropped down from the upper levels, moving with fluid precision. His boots hit the stone floor with a dull thud as he landed inside the circle, his piercing purple eyes already scanning the situation.

In the middle stood Delilah, her fists clenched at her sides, her posture tense. Her normally nervous expression was twisted with fury, though her shoulders trembled slightly. She wasn't standing there alone. 

Behind her, crumpled on the floor, was another girl clutching her cheek, a large red mark blooming across her face. Tears streamed silently down the girl's face as her chest heaved, her breathing erratic. Clearly the girl had a much easier time in the forest than others.