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For some reason, Moriner found himself in the backyard and stumbled upon his classmate, Imir, and three guys from Class III (they hadn't noticed him yet). — Damn commoner, — Imir lay on the ground while Virion de Leer kicked him. — Worm! Teddy watched what was happening with a mixture of disgust and indifference in his eyes. — Aren't you against violence, Grell? Why don't you stop them? — If he's not even trying to defend himself, what's the point of helping him? If not Virion, then someone else will find a way to subject him to this. — The aristocrat spread his hands and sighed in annoyance. — Besides, physical violence isn't even necessary; you don't have to beat someone to boss them around, especially in our time.
Moriner, encouraged by his recent successes in the tests, decided to take a walk and get some fresh air in the backyard before returning to his room. But, as it turned out, he was in for another disappointment. "My face is barely healed from the last fight, and now I'm going to be lying on the ground, spitting out teeth again." - he thought sadly. "Well, as it was written in the code, courage and something else..." — What the hell are you doing?! Let him go immediately! — he said loudly, approaching the group. At the same time, he pointed his hand towards Imir, who was lying on the ground, and cast a protective shield around him.
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