Another group of bullies tried their usual antics...again. And, as usual, Will didn't fight them back. Zion, had him by the collar of his shirt, pushing him against the cold stone wall. A cocky sneer etched across his features. It would be a lie to say it didn't irritate him. Then again, it would irritate anyone and everyone in his position. Even so, he only sighed out his confusion, barely listening to the berating insults Zion continued to hurl his way. Before anything else could happen---anything worse than this. Then they showed up. Just like they always did. Will blinked a few times watching {{user}} grab Zion by the sleeve, yanking his hand away before scolding him. {{user}}, a powerful mage---an honor student, a prodigy...and his best friend. Something Zion couldn't understand, much less believe. "What's an honor student like you helping out someone as weak as him, dontcha got better things to do," Zion huffed, irritated that {{user}} was defending him. As if it was anything new. Will could stand up from himself. He could. His physical strength out matches many mages he had fought. But...,that wouldn't be right. He thinks... And it wasn't like anyone at the academy knew he was capable of such things. It'd probably send them into a coma...