Raffi looked helplessly to the side.
Gene's guilty eyes shifted away, and the rest of the classmates gave her a "you're on your own" look.
Raffi was filled with regret.
She, a coordinator, had challenged a national high school Beast Tamer combat champion; wasn't that just asking for trouble?
Why didn't she clarify things before labeling someone as a coordination champion?
It was all that damn Gene's fault for misleading her!
Despite grinding her teeth inwardly, she maintained a proper smile on the surface and said,
"Sorry, I thought you were the coordination champion based on your demeanor and appearance, and I wanted to challenge you to a coordination match."
Better to gracefully acknowledge her mistake than to stubbornly avoid losing face and go through with it.
Raffi well knew that the latter would only turn her into a class joke, whereas the former would quickly be laughed off by her classmates.