The Villains Arrive
The blonde boy was slack jawed, looking at AJ. He pushed his spectacles up onto the bridge of his nose. "This is fantastic!" he blurted, clearly somewhat socially tone deaf to AJs, or anyone's plight, really.
"She connected with the life force of Atlantis! That means there's something left! We thought it was completely destroyed. I.... I mean, it was swallowed by the sea completely during the war."
The headmistress gave a 'harumph' toward Jack, seeming to agree with the sentiment of not wanting attention but it looked far too late for that. Though other students were giving them a wide berth, they knew something was going on.
"Oh, they are all dead. You're quite right," Phasma interjected in a sing-songy and helpful tone. "I'm sorry, you are?"
"Uh, ah, Oliver Thatch?" He didn't sound sure. Also like it just occurred to him he was talking to a girl. He looked like he might have a stroke.
Lola chuckled throatily and offered her hand to AJ to help her up. "That's the rub isn't it? You mortals think death is so permanent. Got any corpses you can spare? I can demonstrate..."
"If you so much as attempt necromancy on school grounds, you'll be back on that island before you can blink," warned the headmistress.
"Killjoy..." Phasma muttered with a giggle.
Oliver shook his head. "We need to talk," he said, indicating AJ and her comrades.