"Death to the Bear bloods!"
"Death to the Bear bloods!"
"Death to the Bear bloods!"
"Death to the Bear bloods!"
"Death to the Bear bloods!"
The same holler echoed across the masses, Hawk city itself failing to ignore the crowd's presence, people unable to refuse that golden urge, that itch for raw curiosity.
Attracted by this commotion, Arthur and the people who usually surround him, peek through the school's office window. One thought ran through his mind now, "This can't be good."
He could understand what the crowd was yelling about before he even reached the window, reasons obvious, the numbers they're witnessing have no trouble being ear piercingly loud.
"Are they yelling what I think they're yelling?" Aaron asks, glaring at the crowd and standing near Arthur.
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