“Hey... Leila. Can I have a word with you?” Dolores stopped her mid-scurry between combats and the classroom. “What did you want to talk about?” Dolores’ eyes begged for sleep, the shade under her eye being even darker than her black eye shadow. “So apparently The Frantic School wants to start an after-school campaign for teaching the general public how to use combat skills responsibly, but they want to start immediately.” “Uh-oh.” She could see why Dolores had gone into overdrive. She was in charge of organization at the other school as well, since the new instructor wasn’t all that familiar with organizing events, and such a sudden request requiring instantaneous responses was quite the hassle. “We’re going to need all the combats students available, but since we need to see how t

