Trux's eyes also landed on Athar, and his face broke into an evil grin. He had recovered from all his injuries in the two weeks and seemed fine now.
Terius, meanwhile, had a few bruises and injuries on his body, the most prominent one being his blackened eyes, clear evidence he had been struck hard in the face.
"A-Athar," Terius stammered, trying to gather himself and get back on his feet.
"Oh!" Trux interrupted with a grin. "The two losers know each other."
Athar's eyes narrowed, fixated on Trux.
"Do you guys recognize him?" Trux asked his companions, pointing toward Athar. He did not wait for a reply. "He is the new personal disciple of Miss Angelica."
"That made his life suddenly soar to new heights," he chuckled.
"Miss Angelica openly threatened the Boss and told the academy meeting that she would hang his head on the walls of her house," he added mockingly.
"She must hold you in high regard, Athar.."
