But man am I ready for Volume 4! The preview for it was so fuckin awesome. I love how the animation keeps getting progressively better and smoother by the volume. If Flynt reappears, I'm gonna fuckin lose it cuz y'all that's my boy! I'd love to see more of Queen Arslan, too.

Flynt had long since stopped listening to Neon, her high pitched voice fading into the background as he stared up at the jumbotron. On the screen were the eight pictures and names of the students about to begin fighting in the upcoming round of the Vytal Festival Tournament. Weiss's picture is what Flynt found himself staring at.

Angry yelling and screaming echoed in his ear. He could hear a door being slammed, remembering how it had been it had been slammed shut so hard that his house shook.

"It had to have been an accident. It was an accident, right, Flynt?" Flynt remembered his mother saying in a nervous voice.

His small hands balled up into fists, eyes going cold. "No…it wasn't."

"Flynt?"

Flynt blinked, furrowing his eyebrows at the gentle hand he felt on his shoulder. He glanced over to his side at Neon, noting the lack of cheer in her countenance and the worry in her eyes. He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair as he quietly turned his head back to gaze out at the arena.

"Sorry, Neon. What were you saying?"

The hand on his shoulder stayed there for one moment longer before disappearing and falling back to the side of its owner.

"I was just telling you about these two weird birds!"

Flynt's lips quirked up slightly as he listened to his whack job of a partner's crazy story.