"How can he do this?!" Ariana roared, her eyes burning with rage.
The weakness and drowsiness she had shown just moments ago were gone. She searched the crowd desperately, but he wasn't there.
"He is not here," Ruby said, her voice low and heavy, eyes narrowed.
Elana trembled, her head snapping from side to side in frantic worry.
They had all been teleported to the academy—the only place Adrian must have thought safe. More than three hundred people now filled the campus, murmuring in confusion, still shaken from what had just happened.
"Professor?! What is the situation?" Rylie shouted, rushing toward Gilbert. His face was pale with shock and concern.
Blood trickled down Gilbert's forehead, but his voice stayed firm. "The venue was attacked by the Acolytes. We were surrounded… and then someone teleported us here. Inform the administration at once. Tell the Tower what has happened. And clear the common hall—these people need a place to rest."
