The silence after the shouts was broken by the sound of spatial rings activating.
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
The Imperial heirs reached into their storage simultaneously, pulling out dozens of small crystalline bottles filled with glowing blue liquid.
Aura potions.
And Military grade ones at that, not the watered-down civilian versions.
Each bottle worth more than most commoner families earned in a year.
Cassius began distributing them without ceremony, his grey eyes sweeping across the formation as he handed bottles to Nobles and commoners alike.
Jonathan moved through the ranks doing the same, his golden features showing no discrimination as he placed potions in trembling hands.
Ben, Raymond, Alexander, David – all of them distributing their personal reserves to students who'd never held anything so valuable.
Then Cassius approached Damian's team.
He held out bottles toward Zavier, Ronan, Edrin, and Lysa.
"..."
But they just stared.
