She can do nothing to help you.

"You cannot interfere with our tradition, no matter how much you sympathized with this little boy, he is still a ruminant and a rival to the Markab house!" snapped one of the rookies.

"That's it, you can't interfere with that!" The others agreed.

The elf girl looked annoyed. She sighed, then gave you a pitying look.

"I'm sorry, lovely little boy, but I can't do anything to help you." Then he threw an angry look at the rookies, "whatever, I'm not going to participate in this." So she got out of there.

"I don't care, boring girl."

"Wh...what are you guys going to do with me?" You asked a bit scared.

"Ah, just some silly games, you unhappy little ox!" One of the novices smirked.

Bound and incapacitated, you were taken from the island headquarters of house Aldebaran to another academy island, on the way, some students looked at you there, helpless as an animal about to go to the slaughter, some had mocking looks, others pitying looks.

You've been taken to the island seat of House Markab, apparently for his welcoming party. A bad feeling grew in your chest, as if nothing good could come of it, even more so with you in that situation, so helpless, so exposed.