Chapter 11:The Unshaken Girl

The arena was still buzzing with chaos.

Mri stood still, his gaze locked onto Jasmine.

Dipankar, the leader of The Dragons, had just walked away.

Not because he wanted to—

But because she told him to.

And he listened.

Who was this girl?

The Unshaken Girl

Jasmine turned to Mri.

"Are you alright?"

Her voice was soft but firm.

She looked him straight in the eyes—unshaken.

Mri, still catching his breath, didn't answer immediately.

He wasn't hurt. Just… surprised.

Jasmine studied him for a moment, then sighed.

"I thought so."

She turned to leave.

"Wait."

Mri's voice stopped her.

He wasn't used to curiosity—

But this girl felt different.

Jasmine glanced back.

"What?"

Mri frowned slightly.

"Who… are you?"

A small smirk played on her lips.

"Jasmine."

Short. Direct. No wasted words.

Then—

"I know that," Mri crossed his arms. "But why did you stop the fight?"

Jasmine's expression didn't change.

"Because it was pointless."

Ayang and Rihan, who had been watching silently, exchanged glances.

Rihan whispered, "She's not scared of Mri… or Dipankar. That's rare."

Jasmine continued, "Dipankar already won the moment he walked in. There was no need to prove it."

Mri's eyes narrowed.

"You think I would've lost?"

Jasmine shrugged.

"It wouldn't have mattered."

A subtle challenge.

Mri felt a flicker of annoyance.

And yet—

He wasn't angry.

He was intrigued.

Jasmine turned again, ready to leave.

"You'll see me again soon, Mri."

And with that—

She disappeared into the crowd.

The Aftermath

Tulina clenched her fists.

She had been watching the entire exchange from the stands.

And something about the way Mri looked at Jasmine—

It reminded her of how he used to look at her.

A strange feeling settled in her chest.

Jealousy? Regret?

She didn't know.

She turned and walked away before Mri could notice her.

Meanwhile, in The Dragons' Camp

Dipankar sat in his tent, deep in thought.

Baikon, his vice president, looked confused.

"Why did you stop? You could've crushed Mri."

Dipankar smirked.

"Maybe. But I've got time."

He leaned back, his dark green Aura flickering slightly.

"Mri isn't weak. But he's not ready yet."

Baikon frowned.

"Ready for what?"

Dipankar's smirk widened.

"To understand his real place in this academy."

Later That Night

Mri sat on the academy rooftop, staring at the moon.

Jasmine's words echoed in his mind.

"It wouldn't have mattered."

He clenched his fists.

Something about her…

Something deep inside him stirred.

He didn't know what it was yet—

But he knew one thing for sure.

This wasn't the last time he'd cross paths with Jasmine.

And for the first time in a long time—

He wanted to see someone again.