History classroom

"The difference is what they mean Amaryl. Cults follow something without question, while a clan is an extended family. Like you're entire family is a clan." Daphne replies kindly, trying to keep any kind of drama to a minimum so she could continue on with the class.

She scoffs angrily. Her head swerves around, hair following with her. Her brooding expression strengthens, though her actions lessen. "Alright," she snaps.

Daphne gives her a smile, knowing that Amaryl was a bit of a hand full, "Thank you for understand Amaryl." She turns back to the class, feeling like they were getting off track, "Now, back to the question at hand. What could cause a lose of information on Phalsa over time?"

Bloom would raise her hand, feeling like she had a decent answer.

Daphne points to her sister, "Yes Bloom, what kind of answer do you have for us?"

Bloom lowers her hand and begins to play with them as she answers, "What if there isn't that much to be had because she simply was another historical figure that went by another name and others exaggerated this other identity." The winx fairy cheeks flush after she spoke, feeling like this was a terrible answer.

"While this kind of thing has been seen in other places, this may be what happened or it may not. Does anyone else have an answer for us?" Daphne begins to look around the room for hands.

Amaryl mentally frowns at Bloom's answer. It seemed like she was trying to change this looming shadow of a villain into small potatoes. She raises her hand, feeling rather confident in her rebuttal to Bloom's comment.

"Yes, Amaryl?" Daphne asks upon turning to see her hand up. She wondered what her answer would be.

[Vivian]
"Hey miss, if I may," Vivian started while raising her hand as well in order to get into this discussion. Without waiting for permission Vivian fixed on Amaryl: "Screw the Winx, I'll go after those Phasla freaks myself after what they've tried to pull on us," she said vindictively.

"Vivian, I know you're still upset after you and others ran into a set of misguided members from the cult, but that does not mean those people are like that at all. They are no threat to anyone." Daphne responds to her in a light, yet stern tone while her smile disappears. She relaxes her shoulders and adds, "That was the second outburst too. I want you to come back to clean the classroom this evening." She turns to look at Amaryl with an apologetic look, "What was it you were going to say?"

Several students murmur, this was the first time they heard that students had been attacked, but by cult members no less. Several others whisper about Vivian's words, either finding them fitting since the winx shouldn't solve everything or finding them disrespectful.

"Second outburst? I'm just reacting to another student," Vivian replied indignantly. "If you want this joint cleaned, hire a janitor like a normal school," she added with some venom in her voice.

Stella snorts at Vivian's previous words, muttering to herself, "Talk about being disrespectful, acting like we're involved in every problem."

[Zaflore]
Observing all the commotion and trying to follow the train of thought of the class she wondered something, which visibly showed as she rose her hand to get leave to talk.

Noko head swivels between her dormmate and her teacher from their exchange. Her face slowly turns pink due to embarrassment of the combative friend. Vivian, your actions reflect on the entire dorm you know. The girl lowers her head to look at her notes that she had been writing.

"Yes, Zaflore?" Daphne points to her, figuring it would be best to get another student speak while waiting Amaryl to gather her thoughts.

Zaflore nodded and started: "If the cult is usually low profile and thus harmless, then..." she gulped before going on: "Then why did they attack people like they did?" Zaflore asked, only now realizing she never gotten any real details of the incident, only that it had occurred.

Guess I can't avoid or lie to them on this now. Daphne release a slow breath and looks Zaf in the eyes, "Said attack happened some weeks ago and it involved three members in maroon robes. Only the misguided and incompetent leader of this group wanted to hurt people who had sprung a trap she set. The other two were unwitting followers who had to go with it. The motive for why isn't known for the attack aside to show their force to others. In the end, their attack was thwarted." The blonde takes a breath, wanting to add on one more things. "Please don't judge the entire group based on the actions of those three. This is an isolated incident instigated by a rouge member."

A sharp pain hit Xanthe's heart.
But.....but....that's the same attack that most of the dorm was in.... she thought. Then she stood up, packed up her things and ran out of the classroom, not willing to confirmed that most of her dorm was in that attack, and killed Moria's partner by accident.

"Xanthe, where are you going!?" Daphne projects as the girl bolted from the room. Looking very worried about this sudden reaction, she looks to the class, "Can someone please go after her to see why she just left?"

Students look at each other in confusion and murmur about the attack, wondering who was involved in it.

"I'll find her Professor." Lori answers quickly as she stands and jets out of the room to find her fellow freshman.

Aisha looks utterly confused at the girl's reaction that just ran out and lean forward to whisper to Stella, "What do you think that was about?"