Know Your Place... Fool!

Tyrion had a strange expression and after staring for a second, he could feel the piercing stares of the first years, second years and third year students and left the Archive. 

Sure enough, Wade was waiting a few hundred meters away, with a few hundred students who were looking to watch the show.

The three moons aligned themselves in an arc, covering over half of the skies. 

Looking at wade a few meters meters away and the wide circle of students encircling him, Tyrion frowned. He didn't have time to waste on Wade. 

As he walked, his right and left feet rhythmically tapping on the ground. 

"Tap, tap, tap."

The sound soft, however it echoed through the minds of every student nearby. 

Before anyone could blink, Tyrion suddenly vanished, appearing before Wade in a fraction of a second. 

"What speed!"

Wade's face changed drastically, but he was not one to be bullied.