Janus' and Hansel's duel was rudely interrupted as Alistair Winchester junior, fourth ranker, rich kid and a bully, flew through the circle of people around them and right at their feet. His expensive suit was slightly torn and his very decorated trademark cutlass was nowhere to be seen, his right cheek was bruised and his nose was bleeding, and his right eye was unable to open up properly. He groans and spits out some blood. Leo's voice can be heard a bit father."So, want to say again what you say about my Ma and Pa and their family?"
-Just a few moments earlier-
Leo was on his way back to his dorm when he was stopped by a male about his age. He and few of his friends that were dressed in very stylish, he guessed, suits that probably had cost a good bit of money were eyeing at him along their noses. "Well well well." The male spoke to Leo."I never knew they allowed peasants such as you into the academy. No no, don't say a word, I can smell it on you. Hay, dirt and pigs. Ugh." He spoke down at Leo, figuratively though, Leo was taller than him. He opens his mouth to ask something but the male continues still."No, I said do not say a word peasant. I know all about you, MY Father has already filled me in with the newcomers of this year. He also did mention that such poor peasant such as yourself is going to step in the same classes as younger ones than you. What, can't read that well yet?" Leo finally manages to get a word out. "What is peasant?" He asks and the trio bursts into laughter."Oh wait, it's not a peasant, it's a retard! You do not even know who you are talking to, do you mud eater?" Leo shook his head."I, am Alistair Winchester junior of the Winchester family, WE have been attending to this academy's construction and funding. Thus, we hold a significant amounts of respect around these parts." Leo was already going to ask another question, but Alistair cut him off again."And thus, now you might wonder, why me, A member of noble family such as mine would approach a lowly peasant such as you. Now the thing is simple. You're a farmboy, you are accustomed of carrying things. I am going to challenge you into a fight." He states."And you have no other option but to agree, else you will fly straight back to your peasant father and wench of a mother on a first plane." He draws his cutlass slowly."Have at th-" He's cut off by Leo's firm leather boot that sinks into his crotch, his eyes widen and mouth falls open as Leo frowns."Fight, accept." He speaks, grabs Alistair from his shirt and punches him in the face hard enough to send him against the crowd and tearing off a bit of his shirt.