Thirty Days of Classes, part 5 (before battle)

Unlike some other classes, which were more on the upbeat side of things...

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... the room's air fell grim and solemn as soon as everyone saw what Gregor had written on the chalkboard.

... On War.

Losing a Wing War leaves a much larger, longer-lasting impact than some medium-sized enterprise closing up shop.

... It might be too soon to talk about this, but we came pretty darn close to one recently, didn't we?

We were this close to a large-scale war breaking out right here, which absolutely would've happened if Miss Xichun here failed to finish her ascension. It would've spread like wildfire, too.

So, my class is going to be about what exactly happens when a war - oh.

The piece of chalk slipped from Gregor's fingers as he went to scribble something on the board.

His left hand was trembling as though the room's temperature had plummeted only for him.

Man, why's it gotta - Excuse me, Miss Zilu. Is it okay if I smoke?

... Go ahead.

<... You good?>

Puff... Well, when else am I gonna get a chance to share the realities of war right to a Wing Chief Executive Officer's face, huh?

The moments that just don't come off your skin, no matter how hard you scrub at them.

... Hey, take a break if you need it. I'm going to listen to every word you have to say here today, no matter how long it takes.

Man, do I appreciate that sentiment.

Well, still, though. I can't dilly-dally when Miss Xichun's got other stuff to deal with, huh?

So... let's take a look at how things were at the very beginning of the Wing War.