"Hi, Michelle," Brent said with a rather deep attitude, though still remembering the name of his sister's new friend. He didn't say anything more after that as he marched out of the pavilion, a set determination on his face and a blazing inferno in his eye. As he passed Joshua in the hall, he gave a short nod to him, still looking as ready to lash out against someone as a lion prepared to pounce on its prey and devour it. He had lost all sense of mercy. His sister had been hurt, and there would be no friendly "talking it over" when Brent found Korbin.

He did a quick search on who this person was, finding what course he attended, and discovered that, much to his regret, it was the Xyz Course. Brent would hate to send a negative message to the Xyz Professor who had helped him with his essay only the previous day, but he figured it would be better to ask forgiveness than permission at this point.

He located the Xyz classroom, but didn't find Korbin there. After asking around, he finally tracked the boy to the courtyard. Brent stormed up to him, grabbing a fistful of his collar. "Don't ever hurt my sister again," Brent said in a hushed, but venomous, voice. "I don't care if she's a great Duelist or a terrible one. You let her be, and if I ever so much as catch you within fifty feet of her, I swear, I'll--" Brent made himself stop speaking before he said something he'd regret, but still keeping his eyes focused on the younger student's with such rage that he was sure, should he have looked in a mirror, would have terrified even himself.