He didn’t have time to explore it any further, because seeing Jonny standing and breathing properly again, Tommy decided it was time to continue the game. Jonny barely managed to lean to the die to avoid a snowball, and in an instant, his mind was right back in the fight.He pushed forward toward the other boy. Repeating the same tactics as before. Tommy never brought out the more powerful wind spell again. His attacks actually seemed to be getting weaker. At first, Jonny thought that Tommy was worried about hurting him again, but after a few more spells, each weaker than the last, he realized it was something else. Tommy was running out of mana.Once he realized that, the game rapidly swung in his favor. He got bolder with his movements, and Tommy got more panicked, and a few seconds later, Jonny managed to grab Tommy’s wrist. He pulled downward, breaking Tommy’s stance, then rotated around, picking Tommy up from behind and laying him gently in the snow.“So, Hero, it seems that even now, you cannot defeat me,” he said, standing triumphantly over Tommy.Tommy responded by starting to cry.“Wh– what? What’s wrong? Did you land on a rock or something?” Tommy continued to cry, and a moment later, a shadow fell upon them. Jonny looked up to see Igrette standing over them with a very disapproving expression.“I didn’t–!” started Jonny.“I know,” she said. “But what you were doing was very foolish. Go to the Abbess’ office. Now.”“But–!”“Now.”Jonny glared then turned and trudged toward the orphanage building. That was definitely not fair. Tommy was fine. If anyone should have been crying, it should have been Jonny. He was the one who was actually hurt.His mood soured further as he thought back to the game. Despite the official end result, Jonny knew what had happened. He lost. He had lost multiple times, and if it had been a real fight with real spells, he would have died many times (...)