The classroom door burst open with a loud bang.
A guy rushed in, eyes wild, knife flashing in his hand.
He ran straight at me, face twisted with rage. Students screamed immediately and chairs scraped back. The teacher shouted something I didn’t really catch.
I didn’t think.
I lifted my hand.
The golden glow flared across my palm.
I pushed forward with everything I had. The force slammed into the guy’s chest like an invisible wall.
He flew backward, feet leaving the floor, and crashed hard against the back wall. The knife clattered to the ground. He slid down, gasping, trying to push himself up. Before he could stand, Blade was there.
Blade moved faster than I had ever seen him. He grabbed the guy by the collar, slammed him back down, and pinned him to the floor with a knee on hi
