You were sprinting to the courtyard, Ramshackle uniform jacket blowing in the breeze. Azul had called in you in a tizzy, saying Floyd was in a fight.

When you jumped over the rail onto the grass, you saw them. Floyd was on top of Ace. And Ace was definitely losing.

"Floyd! Floyd, stop!" You shouted, trying to pull Floyd off of Ace's bruised body. Floyd turned around, yellow and olive eyes wild. Blood dripped from his nose.

"Sh-Shrimpy?" He said in realization.