"A spar? Now?" Derek asked, surprised.
Wilson raised an eyebrow. "Why? Any problem?"
Derek quickly shook his head. "No. Not a problem at all."
He immediately dropped into a fighting stance, his eyes sharp, his body calm.
But Wilson lifted a hand. "Not here. Let's get back to the classroom first."
Derek straightened, nodding. The others had been quiet this whole time, still stunned by what they had just witnessed in the training chamber, but Wilson's command snapped them back to reality.
The group walked back through the hallways, students stepping aside with curious eyes at the sight of Derek and the others moving together with unusual seriousness. Billy whispered something to Paul, who only nodded silently, still too shocked to form proper words.
Soon, they reached their classroom.
"Clear some space," he said.
