As Jack Lewis stomped back toward his seat, the localized green glow from his Rock Turtle Possession finally began to dissipate, though the hum of mocking laughter followed him like a persistent swarm of insects. He cast one final, venomous look over his shoulder at Leo Shaw, his eyes narrowed into slits of pure, unadulterated malice. To Jack, that cold, detached smile on Leo’s face was a far greater insult than the laughter of the rest of the class. It was the look of a man who didn't even recognize him as a threat—a man who saw an A-rank awakening as nothing more than a minor distraction in a tedious morning.
Just wait, you spoiled bastard, Jack thought, his hands clenching into white-knuckled fists beneath his desk. A-rank defense is just the beginning. Once I learn the Earth Power sol
