A few people didn't say anything, but they were clearly still holding onto some hope and walked toward the window.
Luckily, just as they walked over, the glass in front of them let out a loud CRACK.
The next moment, it instantly spiderwebbed with cracks.
It was a good thing the glass was decent quality; otherwise, it likely would have shattered all over the floor or even sprayed into their faces.
The ones who had walked to the window hadn't expected it. Though uninjured, they were genuinely startled and stumbled back several steps, their faces pale with lingering fear.
Dominic Crawford hurried over, his eyes filled with concern. "How are you? Are you okay? You're not hurt, are you?"
"I'm fine."
The speaker was a girl named Joy Warren. With her big, round eyes and straight-cut bangs, she had the adorable look of a sweet, delicate girl.
But despite her sweet and adorable appearance, she actually had a Fire Ability and was close to reaching the Third Level.
