Gateway to the Empyrean: Cirrocumulus 63

I reluctantly complied with their orders and spoke with them.

“What is it?” I half-growled at them.

The hall monitor showed me pictures of those letterman jacket thugs that were beating me senseless.

“Which one of them did this to you?”

“All of them.” I quickly answered. “Now are you finally going to punish them for provoking me?”

The hall monitor just hesitated before speaking.

I just glared at the faculty member without saying anything. They twitched a little bit and I could see a bead of sweat coming down their forehead.

Come on, I’m not even six feet tall and some bodybuilder types would call me a string bean if they saw me.

Is there anything threatening about me?

Please enlighten me.

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