As the professor walked away, the tension between Marl and Ryker remained palpable. Ryker's smile never wavered, but his eyes seemed to gleam with anticipation, as if he was looking forward to seeing Marl's reaction.
Marl, on the other hand, seemed to be seething with anger. His eyes narrowed, and his fists were clenched at his sides. He took a step forward, his movements deliberate and controlled.
"I think it's time for me to show you what my ability can do," Marl said, his voice low and even.
Ryker's smile grew wider, and he nodded enthusiastically. "Oh, I'm shaking in my boots," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Let's see what you've got, Marl. I'm sure it'll be... enlightening."
The bystanders seemed to sense that a confrontation was imminent, and they began to back away, their eyes fixed on the two students. Some of them looked concerned, while others seemed to be excited by the prospect of a fight.
Marl took another step forward, his eyes locked onto Ryker's. "You know, Ryker," he said, his voice calm and collected. "I've been thinking. Maybe it's time for you to learn a lesson."
Ryker's smile faltered for a moment, and he looked taken aback by Marl's words. But then, his expression hardened, and he sneered at Marl.
"Oh, I'm shaking with fear," he said, his voice heavy with sarcasm. "What are you going to do, Marl? Float away and leave me in the dust?"
Marl's eyes narrowed, and he took another step forward. "You know, Ryker," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I think you're underestimating me. My ability may not be as flashy as yours, but it's more useful than you think."
Ryker snorted, his expression dismissive. "Oh, I'm sure it is," he said. "I'm sure your little weight-affecting ability will be super useful in a fight. Just watch me tremble with fear."
The tension between the two students continued to build, and it seemed like a confrontation was inevitable. The question was, who would come out on top?
As the two students faced off, the air seemed to vibrate with tension. The bystanders watched with bated breath, their eyes fixed on the two students.
Suddenly, Marl smiled, a cold and calculating smile. "You know, Ryker," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I think it's time for me to show you what I'm capable of. Let's see if you can handle it."
Ryker's eyes narrowed, and he took a step back, his expression wary. "Oh, I'm shaking with anticipation," he said, his voice heavy with sarcasm.
Marl's smile grew wider, and he raised his hand. The air seemed to shimmer and ripple, and a strange energy emanated from Marl's palm.
The bystanders gasped in surprise, their eyes wide with wonder. Ryker's eyes narrowed, and he took another step back, his expression cautious.
"What are you doing, Marl?" he asked, his voice low and menacing.
Marl's smile never wavered, and he continued to channel his energy. The air seemed to vibrate with power, and the bystanders watched in awe.
Suddenly, Marl's body began to glow with a soft, blue light. The light grew brighter, and Ryker's eyes widened in surprise.
"What the...?" he muttered, his voice trailing off.
Marl's smile grew wider, and he raised his hand higher. The blue light enveloped his body, and he seemed to be surrounded by an aura of power.
The bystanders gasped in amazement, their eyes fixed on Marl. Ryker's expression changed, and he looked at Marl with a mixture of surprise and respect.
"You're... you're not just a utility," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Marl's smile never wavered, and he nodded. "I'm more than just a utility," he said, his voice low and confident. "I'm a force to be reckoned with."
The tension between the two students seemed to dissipate, and the bystanders watched in awe. It seemed like Marl had just raised the stakes, and the question was, what would Ryker do next?
As the two students faced off, the air seemed to vibrate with anticipation. The bystanders watched with bated breath, their eyes fixed on the two students.
It seemed like the confrontation between Marl and Ryker was far from over. In fact, it was just beginning.
The scene was set for an epic showdown between the two students. Who would come out on top? Only time would tell.
The anticipation was palpable, and the bystanders seemed to be holding their breath. The question on everyone's mind
Just as Marl was about to clash with Ryker, the professor's voice echoed through the corridor, stern and authoritative.
"Marl, Ryker, that's enough," the professor said, his eyes narrowing slightly as he gazed at the two students. "You're both coming with me."
Marl's face fell as he realized he was in trouble. Ryker, on the other hand, seemed unfazed, a smirk still plastered on his face.
The professor's expression was stern. "You're both getting detention. Let's go."