Estella’s POV:
The smoke of the explosion rose in the sky. We all stood outside our house, trying to look shocked and alarmed like all the other teams that had rushed outside to see what was going on.
We didn’t have Sleep Pollen to use on Lilith, but we did have a very crafty, very mischievous warlock and a team thirsty for revenge. So once we made sure the blast wouldn’t kill anyone, even Lilith, no matter how much she deserved it, we blew up their entire team’s supply of potions and artifacts. The air was still heavy with the scent of burning magic, and her team’s angry shouts echoed in the air like poetic justice.
When the day of the second round finally arrived, the campus square where we gathered buzzed with restless energy. Each team kept to itself, looking around as if expecting
