As Ilwoo felt the warm sunlight touch his skin, he opened his eyes and realized they were no longer in the chamber. Instead, they stood in the hall where the very first trial had begun.
His eyes darted between his teammates and the surrounding demons, still bewildered by the sudden teleportation.
"Did we come back to the academy?" Hayeon muttered, frowning as she looked around.
"Seems so," Minji replied, her face pale, still not fully recovered.
While Ilwoo listened in on his team's conversation, he scanned the hall. There were fewer than fifty demons now, far less than before, including those from the southern province and Linar's group.
'Linar and his party made it back alive. That's at least something,' he thought, slightly relieved to recognize a familiar face among the hostile intent pressing against him.
"Hey, look. Isn't that the low-ranking demon who broke the young master's hand from the southern province?"
