That dorm drama you had the other day was definitely connected to her."
"I figured. Thanks, Harvey."
...
Fueled by the endless energy of youth, the class erupted in excitement at the prospect of another fight, especially with the rumor of an expert arriving.
The guys, in particular, scrambled to gather water, sports drinks, and snacks, dragging over benches to get a good view.
Instructor Vance even invited his comrade, Callum Young, to back him up.
Mira had just changed into her tactical gear and stepped onto the training ground when a brand-new, limited-edition Rolls-Royce pulled right up to the edge of the field.
Knowing it was Owen, she turned and walked toward the vehicle.
"Mira, you know who that is?"
Leah Monroe's eyes widened in shock.
"It should be my friend arriving."
A second later, the window rolled down, revealing a sharply contoured, handsome face.
"Mira."
"Owen, why did you drive this car today?"
Owen offered a slight smile. "I'm here to back you up. Naturally, I brought out the best."
"How did you even get onto campus?"
Aethelgard University strictly prohibited outside vehicles.
"With him in the passenger seat, getting in was a breeze."
Owen leaned back, revealing Dominic West's strikingly sculpted features.
"Dominic, you came to cheer for me too."
"Next time you have a master plan, remember to loop me in."
He really held a grudge. She had only kept the next phase of her plan a secret, and he was still bringing it up?
She reminded herself to watch her words around him in the future.
"If I lose, I'll admit defeat. Losing to someone trained by your camp is nothing to be ashamed of."
York said with a laugh.
Owen turned and whispered to Mira, "Your instructor's combat skills are solid. His military close-quarters combat is incredibly fast. Watch yourself."
Mira nodded in understanding.
As Mira and York began their bout, Owen, Dominic, and the bodyguards stood nearby, observing intensely.
"Don't think I'll go easy on you just because your friends are watching."
York said with a smirk.
"If she starts losing, we're jumping in to beat you up."
"It'd be an honor to take a beating from you all."
Because the students had been live-posting videos to the forum, people from other classes were rushing over. The crowd around the training ground expanded rapidly until it was a massive sea of spectators.
Meanwhile, the fight between Mira and York had reached a fever pitch...

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