Chapter 47
Icarus started the countdown. "Three..."
A bulky student pushed himself up from his chair, sneering as he walked toward Icarus. "Oh? You're really going through with this? Do you think you're something special?"
His name was Ronan Atwell, and he was a track and field athlete with a muscular build from days of training.
"Two..." Icarus paid him no attention.
Another guy stood up and raised his voice. "Come on, everyone! Let's get louder! I want to see what he's going to do about it!"
Several others followed Ronan and closed in around Icarus.
"One." Icarus set down the novel he had been reading.
"So what if we keep talking? If you dare lay a hand on me, I won't be as easy on you as Xavier was. I'll knock a few of your teeth out! That's how serious I am!" Ronan stood in front of Icarus, his face twisted into a challenging smirk.
"I gave you a chance," Icarus said as he stood up and locked eyes with Ronan.
"What a joke!" Ronan's face contorted with rage as he snatched a book and s
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