"This is chaos…" Allen muttered, standing by the window, eyes fixed on the battlefield beyond.
The barrier was still holding—for now. But the monsters outside were relentless. Some artifacts around the school had awakened, reacting to the growing threat like sleeping beasts stirred from their slumber.
Flying monsters? Blasted out of the sky by flaming projectiles.
Brutes charging in with raw power? Skewered by rising ice spikes or torn apart by sudden, thunderous explosions.
Every trap that triggered was brutal, precise—a perfect blend of magic and mayhem. Whoever had set them up knew exactly what they were doing. It wasn't just defense. It was a message.
Allen already had a name in mind.
Professor Adrian.
Sylvie's concerns weren't unwarranted. She was right that something was about to happen.
And then Allen noticed it—the shimmering barrier surrounding the academy. It glowed with a familiar light.
A smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
