"...Is he really dead?" Alice asked, picking up what was left of Ajax's clothes before turning back to Raelis.
"Doesn't that mean we fail?"
"You caught onto that too?" He raised a brow. "But yeah... I think that's the case."
The few injuries he'd sustained earlier had completely healed, and the same went for Clea, who was now sharpening her nails on a nearby rock.
As for Mathieu, he seemed dazed, staring at the place where Ajax had died.
Since his bully is gone, there's no reason for him to continue acting like a wimp.
He wasn't planning on failing this exam, and frankly, he still hoped the headmaster would bend the rules and let him through.
But as long as his teammate was dead, that was...
Resian... he could... Raelis trailed off, his brows furrowing.
"Hmm... I have a very bad idea," Raelis muttered.
Alice tilted her head. "What is it?"
He let out a sigh. "You know how that one mimic can perfectly replicate someone?"
Her eyes widened. "You're not saying—"
