After Kagami's commotion, the hall descended into chaos.
Whispers turned into murmurs.
Murmurs into heated speculation.
And before long, assumptions, half-truths, and outright rumors spread through the hall like wildfire.
Which was only natural.
The scale of the incident alone was unprecedented. A guest—no, a foreign prince—had been struck down in the middle of the Lumen Commerce Association Ball.
The assailant wasn't some unknown thug either, but a highly favored S-class student of the academy.
And to make matters worse, the guards—boasted to be among the finest private security forces on the continent—had been completely unable to stop it in time.
For an event that prided itself on absolute safety, this was catastrophic.
Since its establishment, the Lumen Commerce Association Ball had never once suffered an incident of this magnitude.
Every guest was meticulously verified—either a titan of commerce, a powerful investor, or a carefully evaluated political asset.
