Ragna and Matthew stood in front of each other. Unlike Ragna's relaxed face, Matthew's expression was grim. After all, the pressure kept mounting.
They were supposed to be the stronger side, yet they actually lost the battle. They had shamelessly attacked the first academy for the sake of 'exchange,' so the moment they lost, the shame would be intolerable.
It was especially true the moment Cyan lost the battle. If he lost as well, he wouldn't know what would be waiting for them once they returned. After all, Carrick would be furious.
Ragna extended his hand with a gentle smile. "Ragna Book. I hope we can have a good battle."
Matthew wanted to slap this hand, but it would just cause another embarrassment. So he reluctantly shook Ragna's hand without saying anything.
