"Bro, can I punch this guy? He's really starting to piss me off!"
Francis gritted his teeth in frustration. Stephen showing up now just to throw fuel on the fire was beyond irritating.
Alan clenched his fists and shot him a sideways glance. "Of course you can—just set up a gravity field first."
"Huh? Me? You want me to go first? And hit Stephen, the headmaster of Lioncrest Academy? Are you serious?"
Alan didn't even bother responding. He simply raised his foot and kicked Francis squarely on the backside.
"Who said you're hitting anyone? I just want you to lay down a gravity field so they can't run. That's it."
"Ohhh, that's what you meant. Man, you should've said that earlier."
Grinning, Francis pulled an apple out of his pocket and casually began channeling gravity magic, preparing to pin down both Stephen and the white-robed woman beside him.
But Stephen hadn't come here for a fight.
