บท 121: A Score to Settle

Serenica, Spade, Myorka and the Admiral marched into the hall where other students were having lunch. Jaws were dropped along with pieces of bread and no one seemed to be focusing on actually eating any longer.

The captain was in his natural state, boasting about his riches without saying a word, and Myorka came along, by his side, with her gentle steps that were more like a melody than walking. The first mate applied his strategy of being the strong, silent type and it worked. Even Hialda was looking scared and she had nothing to fear from Serenica.

She realized her gaze could mark people. Wanted, unwanted. Good, bad. She played with her power. She looked around to see if Essert was present.

The students stared at them, awed by the presence of the elite criminals.

"He is a wanted man!" someone shouted.