Page 95 of Axis of Fire

“And most likely, Fireling,” Aars mocked in a perfect imitation of Airis’s tone, “you’ll end up in one of those groups.”

That part didn’t surprise me at all.

Honestly, it had been obvious from the start.

Not because I thought I was particularly gifted.

Far from it.

But they didn’t treat ordinary people the way they treated me.

“Though this year, the system’s changing,” Moirz added.

“No more questions?” Airis arched a brow.

“No more things to tell me?” I echoed, mirroring his expression.

“You two are ridiculously entertaining to watch,” Aars declared.

“Shame spirits can’t enjoy luxuries like popcorn.”

“If I were you, I’d ask more questions,” Moirz added.

Easy for him to say.

He only had to observe the asshole—not deal with him directly.

“Soon the rest of the students preparing for the elite groups will start arriving,” Airis said.

“You’ll move into the student dormitories then.”

I still couldn’t read the emotions behind his voice.

“Hopefully you won’t miss this too much.”

“Oh, I’m absolutely thrilled that nobody’s going to snore next to me anymore.”

“Don’t act like you never bring other girls here and that you’re upset I’m currently taking up one of their spots in your bed,” I scoffed.

“And for the record, I do not snore.”

I shot him a mildly offended look.

“How do you know?”

“Because somebody would’ve told me by now.”

“I’m telling you now.”

That infuriating smirk appeared on his lips again.

“People like you don’t count.”

I smiled sweetly, pretending to be perfectly calm.

“And why’s that?”

“Because I know your type. You’ll always find something to complain about.”