[center][h1][b]Iraleth Kyrios[/b][/h1][/center]

According to the teachings, Iraleth really should have been more sympathetic to Alto's plight of a bullet in his knee. Of course, that was evened out by the fact that this really was karmic justice over the whole Davil situation. Chunji was already attending to him, so she wasn't exactly needed there. Still, she'd say this balanced the scales overall. 

Otis went off in search of Davil and Ciara went off who-knew-where. Though if Iraleth had to hazard a guess, she'd be off seeing someone about those injuries she'd taken over the course of their lesson. No sense not doing so when the duel was still this evening. By Astra, it wasn't even ten in the morning yet, and she'd already felt like the whole day had passed her by. 

Still, it wasn't as if she'd be doing anything productive sticking around here. Chunji had the situation well in hand, and Hildegunde already made the offer to call in more medical aid should the situation require it. Best to just move along until the ceremony. Iraleth offered the barest incline of her head in Professor Alto's direction before turning and exiting the classroom. 

The Strigdae was in the corner of her vision as she left, and Iraleth followed after. It accomplished two things: she was also curious as to where Davil had ended up, and her suspicion of Otis had never quite lessened just yet. Iraleth caught up to him just as he was about to enter Room 104, fixing him with a neutral stare as she folded her arms, observing whatever it is he was about to do.

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