"Leonard!"
Damian cried out in panic. Teacher A's tentacles had wrapped tightly around Leonard's entire face, pinning him to the ground. At the same time, Nerio merely stood there, a faint smile tugging at his lips, seemingly unconcerned about whether Leonard lived or died.
[Well, that makes sense. If Leonard could be taken down that easily, he wouldn't be worthy of Nerio's attention.]
No one knew which viewer suddenly sighed such a remark, but right after that, Leonard's hands shot up, grabbing the tentacles clamped over his face—and pulled with force.
A ripping sound echoed, blood splattering everywhere, and a chunk of flesh was torn away in Leonard's grip.
"Aaaaaaa!"
Teacher A roared in agony. Her massive beak lunged again toward Leonard, her claws elongating, razor-sharp, as though they could tear straight through stone.
But Leonard was faster. He twisted on the ground, borrowing momentum to spring upright, then kicked straight at Teacher A.
