Azrael opened his eyes and stopped with a hum when he saw a group of boys waiting for him outside the bathroom.
Azrael's eyes narrowed into a glare as he looked them over.
Most of them were the same boys who had been with him in the gravity chamber, and in front of them was the last boy to leave the gravity chamber before Azrael. What the fuck were they doing?
"Azrael, come over here. We need to talk."
Azrael turned to look at the boy that spoke. He had grey hair and black eyes with a hard face that most girls would call handsome. He and the other boys had all changed into their gym wear, and Azrael looked down at the towel tied around his waist.
Azrael spoke with some resignation while gesturing to the towel.
"Do we really have to do this now? I'm not exactly dressed for the occasion."
The grey-haired boy frowned and motioned to some of the people around him.
"Hold him down! We're going to beat the shit out of this bastard today!"
