Chapter 56: Fresher Ball (5)
Leon POV
The moment that word rang out Demon my chest tightened like a vice.
All around me, nobles screamed, scrambling like frightened birds. The barrier at the doors flared crimson as the first fools tried to escape, slamming against it and falling to the floor in panic.
But my eyes weren't on them.
They were locked on the creatures crawling out of the summoning circle.
The smell hit me first sulfur and copper. Then the sight. The way their yellow eyes glowed in unison, like wolves stalking a kill.
My hand went to the hilt of my training sword. The steel felt pitifully light. Too fragile. Too small.
A voice brushed near me.
"Leon…"
Selena. Her hands trembled as she lifted them, threads of wind mana already sparking faintly around her fingertips. For once, there was no mischief in her eyes. Only fear.
I swallowed, forcing down the lump in my throat.
This was no duel. No academy spar.
This was death walking toward us on two legs.