Alex Quilldrake stood by the school's front gate, gazing back towards the school. While far from the worst work he'd done with the security team, keeping watch for anyone starting a fight like this was...well, boring. Sure, occasionally, one of his friends or classmates would come up and chat for a minute before heading home but soon enough, the boy was back to watching absolutely nothing happen.
 
Then Roland made his entrance.
 
A small smirk worked its way onto Alex's face as he raced towards the other boy's location. Sure, it happened every other week, but he wasn't going to risk a brawl breaking out this time. The fact that it meant getting away from watching nothing happen by the front gate? Definitely not part of the reason he was so keen to check the situation out. That would just be irresponsible. As he got close, a light began to form in the blond boy's right hand, which was quickly replaced by the legendary sword, Excalibur. It was better to be safe than sorry, right?
 
"Fool!" He exclaimed, pointing the (still-sheathed) weapon at the other boy. More for dramatic emphasis than any interest in fighting him. "What kind of hero goes around looking for fights?!"