Hunter Wittebane — First Time..

“Alright, students!” the teacher announced enthusiastically. “Before we begin, I want to announce that we have a very special guest for today’s class.” Everyone murmured in curiosity, wondering who it could be. I looked around trying to guess the identity of the mysterious guest. “Please welcome the Golden Guard,” the teacher said with a smile, and my heart skipped a beat. “The Golden Guard, here, in our Physical Education class.” My classmates’ gazes turned to me, knowing well about our recent confrontation at the Coven Convention. “This has to be a damn joke.” I whispered in disbelief. The Golden Guard appeared from the side of the field, his imposing figure and signature golden mask aloft. He maintained his confident stance as he walked toward the center of the group. “Good morning, students,” he said in a firm voice. “It’s an honor to be here today. I hope you’re all ready for a challenging workout.”