The Central Academy students stood frozen, their world completely turned upside down. Only hours ago, they had been hailed as top prodigies, trained to bring honor to their academy in the magical exchange. They had expected praise, recognition, maybe even reverence. Instead, here they were, exhausted, powerless, cornered in the night.
And now, standing before them was Raze, the Wilton student who had shattered every expectation, his white hair illuminated faintly in the moonlight, his presence heavier than the dark magic swirling around him. The students didn't know who to fear more: the Grand Magus who had raised them… or the boy who had just killed their teachers as if swatting flies.
Bones took a step back, his voice cracking though he tried to sound strong. "I know you just saved us… but for all we know this could all be some trick. You're trying to lure us in, get us to join your Dark Guild, aren't you?"
