BAAM!
FWIP!
As Gray casually strolled in the hallway, multiple battles were already happening as the students were trying to kill each other.
The walls shook from the impacts, and the floor cracked under heavy blows.
But he didn't even look their way, and just walked through the storm as if none of it mattered.
[...All of them are stronger than you.]
Jasmine muttered dryly.
'Yeah,' Gray admitted in his head, his eyes scanning lazily ahead.
'But my strings can still kill them.'
[That's such a cheat skill…]
'Maybe. But Cassandra… she noticed.' His brow furrowed as he tilted his head slightly.
Shnk!—
A knife whistled past, close enough to ruffle his hair before sticking into the wall.
'She's really strong.'
[About that… when are you going to kill a Vessel? If you don't, I'll never get my power back.]
Gray's eyes widened at her words.
'I almost forgot about that... but I cannot kill them nonetheless. At least... I can't kill Lyra... she's way too useful.'
