Estella’s POV
I studied the two dozen students surrounding us, noting the badges hanging from their chests. The symbol on them looked like a crescent moon balancing a scale. It was clear what it meant even before Bree whispered in my ear.
“Those are members of the Tribunal. They only have one star on their badges, so they must be lower levels. Still, don’t underestimate them. They live for moments like this.”
I nodded. I recognized several faces from Xander’s pack of assholes—the ones who used to snicker when I passed and bully me every chance they got. I might have gotten Xander expelled, but his cruelty lingered in them, waiting for its chance to take revenge.
Today, apparently, was that day.
“Should we fight, or run?” Bree asked. “Fighting Tribunal members never ends well, even if
