Reynold slowed down as he was close the practice field.
There was already a crowd.
He could see them from a distance, Wyrmwood cadets were packed in a wide ring around the raised stone platform at the center of the field.
Then Noble-High cadets stood on the platform. Two of them were holding the Noble-High flag between them.
Callum was the one talking.
"Who in Wyrmwood Academy dares to answer us?" His voice sounded. "Step forward. Or does Wyrmwood not have anyone worth the trouble?"
Reynold looked at them for a moment.
Then he looked away and kept walking.
A few Wyrmwood cadets near the edge of the crowd spotted Reynold. They wanted him to stop and challenge the Noble-High cadets but he did not stop.
Reynold had somewhere to be, and it was more important than whatever was happening on that platform.
