A World of Dust and Souls

"Did he now?" She slowly sat up in bed and look at where tyson lays on the ground, eyeing her prey as with no hesitation jumped off her bed, pillow in hand. Divebombing straight into Tyson torso, flailing her pillow against his face.

There was a moment that Tyson Phynix thought that he could live a normal life studying dust.

Now? He couldn't breathe, his torso flattened and his face mercilessly slapped aside by a pillow wielded by his crazy partner.

"What. Did. I. Do. To. Deserve. This!?!" He waled in between slaps, desperately trying and failing to get the girl off of him.

on one of the upswings, another sword pierces Nisha's pillow, anchoring it to the same spot on the wall.

"Ok that's enough you two."

"Pretty sure using a sword in a pillow fight is cheating, Sterling." Sienna pointed out cheerfully as she set the cups down next to the coffee machine - and checked to make sure the spice rack remained untouched.

Quickly making it to the side of the room that didn't include his crazy partner, Tyson leaned next to the wall where Sienna was making the coffee.

"So, we've got three crazy dreams, a headmaster that is going to teach two of us and one member of this team that doesn't deserve the pain being brought upon him. Was that all? Or do I need to continue?"

"Sterling and me are also demigods or something, don't forget that." Sienna reminded him.

"Don't forget my "Brothers" that suddenly show up..." Nisha frowns at her now torn pillow.

"And we got banned from the Vytal festival and combat class."

"Actually, only you and Sterling were banned. Nisha and I are free to compete in whatever we please," Tyson points out.

"By 'we' I meant the two of us. Besides which it's still gonna be hell to try and explain that to the others."

Sterling takes a sip of coffee. "right, we'll need to make a cover story."