The brisk wind carried the faint hum of magical resonance across the floating bridge, adding a surreal backdrop to the unfolding encounter. Henry, despite his initial shock at Ashok's brazen dismissal, quickly composed himself.
Years of experience had taught him the importance of maintaining his poise, even when faced with unexpected challenges.
As he straightened his tie and adjusted the band around his arm, his thoughts turned practical:
'The Vice Dean informed me that this newcomer is special, admitted late due to certain reasons. It's clear he lacks an understanding of the power dynamics within the Academy. I should take it upon myself to educate him.'
Henry's expression shifted into one of enthusiasm as he cleared his throat and addressed Adlet once more. "Don't worry, Adlet. As a newcomer, it seems you're lagging behind compared to others. Allow me to broaden your knowledge about the crucial role the Student Council plays in the Academy's workings,"
