As the Academy recovered from the attack, the knight pushed his way through the survivors, his eyes coming to rest on Zephyr’s body before him. “I’m sorry,” the knight apologised, “but it’s not your time just yet.” He then grabbed Zephyr by the collar and dragged the boy’s limp body to the steps of the Academy. “I should think you want to focus your attention on this one,” he advised the medics gruffly, dropped Zephyr in front of them and turning to walk away.