Bait
The wind whistled around as I dropped down past broken steps and splintered stairways and into the 2nd floor.
Directly below , amidst the horde of seemingly endless monsters, a massive Minotaur stood, upright and imposing, with its head tilted up and its maw wide and open. Its jaws further unhinged, and the first wisps of fire began to gather at the base of its throat. In conjunction, an inhumane light sparked within the glare of its beady yellow eyes.
A raging inferno, a fla approximately twice as big as a human head roared out from its mouth, heating the air as it blazed in my direction.
I watched with calm eyes as the fireball approached. In mid air, I forcibly twisted my body sideways, and narrowly avoided the fireball. I could hear the dull explosion and weak crackling of wood from behind , as the blast further pushed downward.
I landed adjacent of the Minotaur, on top of an Ipotane’s head. The instant I made contact, I drove my dagger deep into its skull. My added thrust, as well as gravity’s montum worked together to produce a [Fatal Blow], killing the Ipotane upon impact.
Its body imdiately slouched over, but before it could fully drop, I was already jumping further ahead, into the throng of monsters around .
Truthfully, in the face of a monster horde of 300 or more, by myself, I was powerless. I might be able to handle a few dozen, maybe a hundred, if I was really, really lucky, but a crowd this size was beyond . I neither had the stamina, nor the ability to last that long.
Luckily though, I didn’t need to kill all three hundred.
In order to stop the pressure on the pillars, and avoid the third floor from caving in, I just needed to lessen the amount of monsters within the library. To do that, I just needed to lure them away. Lure them out of the library.
It was a simple solution, but nonetheless exceedingly difficult, if not downright suicidal for most people. I an, normally, nobody would willingly throw themselves down into a sea of monsters just so they can act as human bait. Normally, nobody would do such a stupid, and idiotic thing. Normally, nobody would have the ability to pull of such a reckless stunt.
Yet, I did it anyways.
I rushed forward and jumped onto another monster’s head, this ti, a Shadow Minotaur with pitch black eyes. I jabbed the end of my dagger deep into its eye socket, just as the monsters around began swarming around the Shadow Minotaur. Not paying their comrade any heed, they bit, tore, and ripped it apart, all in an effort to climb over one another and get to .
I jumped over a few of their heads, just as several pairs of hands reached out to grab . I landed on another monster, and imdiately after, the sa pattern repeated itself. The surrounding monsters sward, and I was forced to jump off before the hands could properly grab a hold on . This pattern continued as I ran across the sea of monsters. As I traversed across the library and towards the exit, I attracted more and more monsters, and in no ti at all, more than half of the horde was now fully aware of my presence.
Their attention shifted from what was above them, to what lay intermingled among them. It was a shift from the impossible to catch prey, to the sheep that willingly jumped into a throng of wolves.
As I made my way across the library, soon the entrance ca to view. Back when I entered the library with Cielle, the entrance had been the least populated area within the whole floor. Now, things were the reverse. Following my escape, the monsters trailed behind, and soon, the entrance had turned into one of the most densely populated locations within the whole library. More than 100, maybe 200 monsters sward around , as I hopped on top of a bookshelf.
Overlooking my surroundings, the monsters below snarled and raged. I glanced out into the far distance, and with satisfaction, saw that the areas around the pillars were now considerably less populated than before. I only got a brief sense of reaffirmation before the bookshelf I stood on started tipping over, powerless at the hands of level 20 or so Minotaurs, dark eyed Shadow Lurkers and weapon wielding Ipotanes.
I shot another glance at the entrance. The distance between it and was less than 50 ters away. Yet, within that fifty ters, more than 200 monsters gathered. I would very much use [Shadow sprint] to cut the distance between us, but, in the end, that would defeat the whole purpose of this endeavor.
If I “jumped”, then most of the monsters would lose sight of , and only the ones that stood by the entrance would be able to comprehend my location. If I wanted this plan to be a success, I needed to physically cross through the horde, and I needed to do it the hard way.
I took a deep, shaky breath, before I leapt out from the bookshelf, just in ti as it completely toppled over, and jumped into the throng of monsters.
Like a pebble skidding across the surface of a calm lake, I skidded along the surface of monster heads, making sure to hit as many as possible with each step of my advance. Half way through the last stretch of space, the horde began to thin out, and for the first ti, I could catch a proper glimpse at the dirt blue carpeted floors of the library.
I was doing well until I got within 20 ters of the exit, where my foot accidentally snagged onto an outstretched arm that violently jerked upwards. I tumbled mid air, hundreds of hands reaching out to grab at my mont of weakness. Directly in front of , was an open eyed Shadow Lurker in the form of an Ipotane. It’s mouth opened wide, revealing a pair of pitchblack teeth that threatened to smash and mangle my rapidly descending head.
I clenched my teeth, and forcibly twisted my body in mid air, narrowly dodging as the Shadow Lurker bit down on empty air. My back landed onto a Minotaur’s head. One of its horns grazed my torso, but luckily, it did not pierce through . A red blotch of blood began seeping through my shirt as my body began sliding down the Minotaur’s back. I had lost all of my built up montum, and with it, my advantage.
What seemingly felt like hundreds of arms sward , and grabbed at . I felt myself being forced downwards with increasing strength, as I tried to maintain a hold onto the horn that had stabbed , all in an effort to keep my head above theirs. The Minotaur that I grabbed onto reacted to my touch, and started shaking and moving.
It let out a terrifying bellow as fire raged out of its open maw, scorching a few nearby monsters. Even from behind the monster’s head, I could still feel the wave of heat it let out. The Minotaur tried reaching out for behind his back, but the other monsters stopped him. In their scramble to get to , they each impeded one another, but their purpose was still fulfilled. Under their combined strength, my grip loosened, and I fell into the darkness below, beneath their feet where their shadows blotched out the thin moonlight veil.
“Tch…” I gritted through my teeth, as I desperately wriggled out. My new wound at my side was worsening, while I could feel new injuries pile one atop each other. A hand that firmly gripped my left leg threatened to yank the whole limb out from its socket. A row of flat canines munched onto my right arm, while sharp incisors chewed through the muscle on my left. If it wasn’t for [Hard Scale], both my arms would have long since been crushed, or torn apart and even with the skill fully activated, I could still feel my muscles crying and my bones creaking while no small amount of blood flowed out from broken skin.
“[Shadow Sprint]!” I inwardly cried out as my vision shifted to total darkness, covered by the overlapping shadows around .
Instantly, my vision shifted, and I once again saw the Library Entrance, only less than 25 ters ahead of . Below, I briefly floated above dozens of monsters, their backs bent and their vicious glares pointed down at sothing that was once their. This transient mont lasted for only a fraction of a second before I imdiately fell back down into reality.
My feet landed softly on the Ipotane’s back, the sa one that tried to crush my entire arm just monts ago. The monster beneath my feet shook in response to my touch, while the others around us began to notice my disappearance and subsequent reappearance.
Unified roars and bellows of anger resonated throughout the crowd, as my feet bolted and I crossed 5 ters in a single bound. I landed heavily on top of an unsuspecting Shadow Werewolf’s head, its neck instantly produced a snapping sound upon impact. The whole thing caught off guard, and as the Werewolf’s body sagged to the floor, I was shaken off, and fell with it.
Luckily, by this point, I was reaching the edge of the horde, and most of the monsters were behind , while only a few stragglers blocked my path further ahead to the entrance. I rolled once along the carpeted floor before I leapt up and continued running.
I could hear the stomping of feet, paws and hooves as more than half of the horde followed in pursuit.
I dodged and weaved through the thin horde in front of , and soon I was less than 5 ters away. In front of , only 2 Shadow Model Tusk Boars blocked my way. Their bodies created a perfect wall against my advance, yet my feet did not once slow down.
After all, just a mont’s hesitation is all it takes for to be sucked into that vortex once again.
One, two, three… after five more steps forward, I imdiately jumped vertically up into the air just as the Shadow Boars charged forward, their bodies glowing faintly with the activation of their skill, [Rushing Dash].
The two Boars crashed heavily into the approaching horde behind , as I landed back down onto the floor.
I shot the horde a quick glance back and paused my stride, waiting, seeing if the horde was still willing to follow. Just as it so happens to be, they were.
Even with the Boars blocking and crushing a few of the frontline monsters, the others continued to surge forward. They circumvented the boars like a rock in a flowing stream and continued their hellbent chase. That was all the push I needed, and once again, my feet were moving and I was soon out into the hall.
I briefly glanced around my surroundings for a mont, before I imdiately decided and turned to the right.
I only took 2, 3 steps forward before the first wave of monsters ca gushing out into the hall. As I continued to run, the hallway further filled with monsters. Soon, a heart dropping amount filled the hallway from wall to wall. The floor below was completely botched out, and doing a quick head count, I confird at least 150, maybe closer to 200 individuals that had followed out.
Although I expected this, I was still surprised at how many actually ca.
The reason why the monsters followed all rested in their current temperants and the situation they were recently in. Monsters were generally the type of creatures who were not used to waiting. They would relentlessly attack and attack until they either died or their opponents died. Having a horde as large as that sit and stare in one room while their prey dangled above their heads with no ans of them catching it… well, to them, that was simply torture. It was akin to showing a starving old man food, but that food was protected by an unbreakable glass box. Now, if that sa starving old man were to be shown food outside of the glass box… well, that was the sa situation I had with the monsters.
I was the food outside the glass box, and the monsters were starving old n who wanted nothing more than to rip my throat out and eat .
I ran through the hallways, further leading the horde of monsters away from the library. In order to keep their attentions focused on , I deliberately slowed my pace and shortened the gap between and the frontline of monsters. Thanks to my agility stat, I was at least twice as fast as any of the creatures chasing . If I used [Shadow Sprint] to temporarily boost my speed, I could be about 3 to four tis as fast as their fastest.
Right now though, I was just barely ahead of them. A distance of less than 1 ter separated from the closest monster. This distance, a distance that felt as thin as a fingernail, yet as long and profound as the difference between heaven and earth, was what kept the horde enticed. Enticed and enthralled enough to keep chasing .
That’s why I ran. I ran and ran, “barely” maintaining my lead. In order to lessen the pressure on the pillars and buy ti for the Library group to finish hunting, I ran.
At first, I ran in circles.
Ran around familiar hallways and past familiar classrooms. I ran across the second floor of the main building for about 20 minutes. Glancing behind, I noticed that the horde had thinned down a bit, but their was still close to 150 of them relentlessly chasing after . With more than half the pressure on the Library pillars gone, I had effectively extended the others’ lifeline.
After 10 more minutes of pointless running, I shifted directions. Instead of taking a right at one hallway intersection, I took a left.
Instead of going around in circles, this ti I ran towards the back of the main building. I ran towards a familiar location, one which I visited earlier tonight, the Ampitheatre.
As if noticing the change, the horde let out a chorus of bellows and roars as their pace quickened, the grasping hands that trailed closely behind threatened to catch .
Earlier, when I received the transmission regarding Satou’s abrupt appearance, I was panicked, and needed speed as my priority. I was forced to leave behind my precious drops from killing the two Elites because the large, almost as large as , weapons were a burden to carry. They made running difficult, and I could not bring the giant axe, the pole arm, and my boken together with only the two arms available to .
Back then, due to the situation, I was forced to leave behind those two weapons, now, before I evacuated the library group, I was determined to get them back.
I cut another corner and imdiately, a staircase leading down to the first floor appeared in the far distance. The length of the hallway ahead of was not substantial, only two classrooms, a hallway intersection, and another classroom separated and the staircase.
I pulled out a granola bar from my pocket and bit into it as I continued to run. In order to maintain my stamina while I ran, I needed food in order to replenish my reserves.
I continued to run and made it passed one classroom without incident. It was imdiately after that that trouble started.
From the hallway intersection, a wave of dog sized tadpoles ca gushing out. Their group numbered close to 400 hundred, and was more bloated, and more densely packed than the group behind . In the air above them, flew 10 Avians, while situated near the back of the horde, there were about 30 or so Fully grown Wetlanders.
This was the group that had chased after Cielle, but they were far more nurous than before. Chances are, this was the full force of the remaining Wetlander tribe that rested in the Gymnasium. The force that almost killed Cielle had doubled back and regrouped with their main army.
I had grown complacent, and had not bothered with using [Echolocation] to scout out my surroundings. It was because of this mont of carelessness, that I wound up in this sort of unlucky situation.
They ca out from the corner and continued to surge towards . The hundred of immature Wetlanders had each of their jaws opened wide, spittle and other slimy filants flew out as they made short work of the distance between us.
The horde in front of , and the horde behind. I was completely sandwiched.
Without stopping, I continued to run. When I reached a distance of 2 feet to the tadpole horde, I leapt for the wall.
One two, I managed to take three steps along the flat surface of the wall before I started to lose montum. The tadpoles that lay directly to the left of , all shifted their gazes and glared. Their mouths opened like giant bear traps, ready to take out whatever chunk of flesh they manage to get their teeth into.
I threw one quick glance at my surroundings, before I imdiately used [Shadow Sprint].
In an instant, my body blurred, and I found myself in midair. Directly below was an unsuspecting Avian. The mont gravity began to take its effect, I took a heavy step downwards. My foot t with the bird’s exposed neck, and a resounding crunch rang out through the hall. The bird shot straight downwards while I used what little montum I had left and jumped towards another Avian.
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It narrowly avoided my approach by dive bombing to the horde below. I fell to the floor soon afterwards, my landing followed by several cracks and crunches from destroyed immature wetlanders.
The horde around did not care for its recently killed comrades and instantly sward. Not even 3 seconds passed before my body was covered from head to toe in tadpoles. They were low leveled, and a jitter was all it took to shake them off, but they latched on aggressively, and had the nurical advantage.
Even if I shook the first wave off, the second would follow, then a third, fourth, fifth, so on. I could only clench my teeth and activate [hard scale] as the horde overwheld and completely drowned .
I kept my teeth clenched and my eyes shut as I counted inwardly. Each second passed in horrifying agony. What felt like thousands of nibbles turned into what felt like millions of ant bites.
After 8 excruciating seconds of constant nibbling, my hp dropped to less than 25%, and due to the constant use of [Hard Scale], my stamina was even less than that. Using the shadows produced by the tadpoles around , I once again, used [Shadow Sprint], and soon I was above tadpole, and broke through the horde of tadpoles and reached the other side.
The original horde had crashed into the tadpole horde, and instantly killed of more than half of them. Despite this though, the two hordes still managed to combine forces, and soon, the bloated horde continued their pursuit.
I glanced back, and imdiately grimaced. It wasn’t that the horde itself was a problem, but the pesky things above it were. The Avians were fast, and considering my deliberately lowered running speed, they would soon catch up and bother .
I took out Efhert’s dagger, and held the attached rope in hand. I could feel the tautness and elasticity of the rope wearing out. From my weeks of experience, I knew that this rope would not last even 5 more minutes of use, and even then, that was stretching it.
The rope’s durability was drastically low, but if it was against less than 10 Avians, then it would hold.
I cleared the flight of stairs in one leap just as the first Avian dived downward, its sharpened beak leading its charge.
I twisted my body, and dodged in mid air, while the dagger in my hand blurred as I threw it. The dagger hit it just above its wing, and the Avian dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes at the sa ti my feet landed back onto the flour.
Not stopping my montum, I took a single step forward just as the rope in hand danced. The dagger spun towards the closest Avian and dissected its wing clear off.
I continued to run while I continued to deal with the approaching Avians. Soon I killed off 8 Avians just as I was forced to retract Efhert back. The rope was useless now, just thin string barely held together by even weaker threads.
The last Avian to attack had to be put down at a distance of less than 1 ter. By that point, the double doored entrance leading into the Amphitheatre ca into view.
Without hesitation, I imdiately sprint forward at full speed, rocketing straight for the door. The distance between the horde and exponentially increased, and soon I broke through the door and into the amphitheatre.
Glancing around, I confird the nurous monster corpses spread out across rows upon rows of velvet red seats. A little further ahead, was the stage, the ruined curtains and the two monster corpses on top of it were a reminder of the battle from earlier tonight.
I increased my speed, ran through the amphitheatre, and jumped onto the stage.
I made a beeline for the corpses, were the weapons lay conveniently next to them. Their tallic hulks shined, a sharp contrast to the red stained stage beneath them.
Urguth’s Pole Arm
Ancestral weapon of an ancient Ipotane general by the na of Urguth. Its overbearing stature represents the combined might of the Ipotane race.
Damage: 105 - 125
Weapon Skill: Deflect
Consus 20 stamina
40 strength
25 Vitality
5 Defense
[Equip] Skill Bonus
35 strength
10 Vitality
Level Requirent: 30
Calcanto’s Greataxe
Ancestral weapon of an ancient Minotaur general by the na of Calcanto. Its overbearing statue represents the combined might of the Minotaur race.
Damage: 90 - 150
Weapon Skill: Greater Fireball
Consus 20 mana
45 strength
25 vitality
[Equip] Skill Bonus
25 strength
20 vitality
Consumption change: 1 shot per hour.
Level Requirent: 30
The valuable aspect of these weapons were the individual skills they ca with. Sothing called [Weapon Skills]. Before I left, I only got a brief glance at their window panels, but even then, I had noticed their valuability. If these skills were anything like the ones the Elites had used in battle, then the [Deflect] skill from the Ipotane, and the [Greater Fireball] skill from the Minotaur were powerful assets.
It’s unfortunate that aside from , only Hina can use the weapons right now, but still, I’ll find a use for them.
I noticed that the deflect skill consus stamina, while the fireball skill consus mana. Furthermore, with the help of Equip, the skill’s requirents changed from mana (sothing I know I can’t use), to simply 1 shot every hour. This feature was sothing completely exclusive to .
I did not bother wasting anymore ti. After all, the longer I waited, the closer the horde approached, and the more dangerous the situation beca. I strapped the giant axe to my back, while I grabbed onto the Pole Arm. the pole arm and axe were heavy. Individually, they were at least 3 tis heavier than my boken. Thankfully, the Pole arm’s slight strength boost, balanced their weight.
It would be a bit of a challenge to run while carrying these things, but it was not an outright impossible task.
The noise coming from the horde increases, but I was not worried.
Even as they began streaming into the amphitheatre in chaotic clusters, I was not worried. Taking a glance around, the velvet seats were trampled and stepped on, as the room filled more and more with monsters. They ran forward, like one mass, towards the center of the room, where the stage waited. Where I quietly waited.
Again, I was not concerned.
I looked around the room, then up above . The rafters where I once perched myself earlier tonight ca to view.
“This distance… well, it should be fine…” I quietly muttered to myself.
I took a step back, deeper into the back of the curtain, and into the shadowy space of the Amphitheatre just as the first wave of monsters rushed onto the stage.
Without any hesitation, I imdiately used [Shadow Sprint]’s long distance teleportation, and instantaneously shifted locations. Less than a second passed, and I found myself within the dark, and quiet confines of the Amphitheatre rafters.
From my new vantage point, I leisurely surveyed the scene. The last of the monsters entered in from the double doored entrance, while chaos erupted amongst their ranks. Having lost their prey, the tension within the horde increased, and soon, little pockets of infighting erged from within the group.
I checked my stamina, and discovered I had room for one more [Shadow Sprint] left. I hesitated slightly, whether to wait and recover my stamina, or leave imdiately and et back up with the others. After so internal debating, I finally decided to leave.
I threw one last look around the amphitheatre before I used [shadow Sprint] and teleported on top of a window sill. I stood by the ledge, the back of my ankles dangling in the air while I used two strokes of [dissect] to break through the window pane.
After that, it was just a matter of sneaking out of the Amphitheatre without the monsters noticing. On my way back, I sprinted forward at full speed. Even with all the items weighing down, I made it back in less than 10 minutes.
I made it back in record ti, but I knew full well that the horde would be back soon, and when that ti cos… I don’t think the baiting tactic will work as well the next ti.
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After arriving at the library, I noticed that the horde of monsters that had remained numbered less than one hundred. The presence and intimidation they exuded was far less intimidating than earlier.
I made an imdiate beeline for the 3rd floor.
Upon my arrival, I was greeted by the disheveled site of the Prez, Kido, and the others. Their clothes were stained with a new layer of fresh blood- their own and the monsters- while their complexions were pale, and there chests heaved greedily for fresh air. Tired was a simple oversimplification of what these guys were going through.
They stood in the open space the group had cleared out earlier, and around them laid the scattered corpses of more than a dozen Avians.
“Ah, Hide...hah...hah…” Kido was the first to notice , and turned to look at my direction. With tired eyes and a pale face, he asked, “Where did you go?”
“I was drawing out the horde from below.” I answered lightly while I dropped the pole arm and the great axe onto the floor. By this point the others had long since noticed my arrival. “I also had to pick a few things up… What happened after I left?”
The president, who seemingly could not stand anymore, helplessly fell to the floor with a sigh. He leaned back, and used his arms as support while he answered. “While you were gone, we managed to sohow take care of the group that flew around the third floor. It was a little while after that when their reinforcents arrived. About 30 or so Avians, and 20 plus Shadow Avians attacked.
“We sohow managed to pull it off, but as you can see…” He laughed bitterly while indicating to the whole of the group. “We’re pretty tired.”
“Hmm…” I nodded silently while my eyes scanned over everybody present. They ca to rest on Hina’s figure, who had her back against a bookshelf, and had an absent minded expression on her face. Her hair was disheveled and her complexion was as pale as the others, but being a long distance attacker, not a lot of blood stained her clothes.
She looked out into the distance, her eyes murky and vague while a sowhat lancholic expression filled her face.
“Hina.” I called out, but she seemingly did not notice. “Hina.” I called out again, this ti in a much louder tone. She noticed, and jumped in surprise. She turned to , and her expression remained murky for a mont, before her eyes cleared.
“Hide, you’re back…” She murmured, a slight, vague smile on her face.
“....” I stared at her for a second, before I asked, “Are you okay?”
“?” She tilted her head slightly before asking, “I am. Why wouldn’t I be?”
“...”
She hesitated for a mont, before she said, “... We- we’re already done here for the ti being, so I’m heading back to the archive room. I’ll check in on Cielle, and Ch-Cher…”
Without another word, she sluggishly stood up, and walked further back into the library. Soon her silhouette disappeared, obscured by rows upon rows of oaken bookshelves.
“...”
I watched her receding figure. I did not know why, but sothing about Hina was a bit… off. I could not understand why or what exactly bothered about her, and in the end, I could only frown at her departure.
I then turned back around and assessed everyone’s progress.
What surprised was that the one that benefited the most out of this grinding process was definitely, without a doubt Kido. Kido was currently level 17. Before the hunt, he was only level 8 at the ti. He advanced a total of 9
levels all in the span of 1 night.
While it’s true that there was a huge level disparity between him and the monsters he fought, still, that pace of leveling up was simply too fast.
The President, and his group all rose by at least one level, while I noticed Hina's level remained unchanged. The people from Kido's harem- the transfer student rose by 5 levels, while the childhood friend rose by 3. Compared to Kido’s own growth, everybody else evolved at a snail’s pace.
I thought silently for a minute. I hesitated, before I asked, “How many did you kill, Kido?”
Kido, who was caught off guard at the ntion of his na, widened his eyes as he turned to look at . Before he could reply though, the President stepped up and interrupted.
He laughed bitterly and said, “Kido was pretty… relentless. Never knowing when to stop… I heard from his group that he was always the first to attack… if I’m not wrong, I think Kido killed off more than half of the monsters present.”
“Half?” I unconsciously raised an eyebrow. Half ant at the least, Kido killed more than 60 of them…
“Kido was pretty amazing indeed…” His childhood friend imdiately added, a look of vague satisfaction written on her face.
“Muuu…” The transfer student pouted from besides her. “I wished I could have seen Kido fighting…”
Kido, who was at the center of this conversation, slightly reddenned while he awkwardly scratched his head. “Co on guys… I think you’re all just exaggerating now…”
Before he could further elaborate, the two girls who were seemingly dead tired only a re mont ago, dashed forward with excess vigor and latched onto Kido’s flailing body. On each arm, a different girl stood.
They weighed him down until finally, the trio fell to the floor in a cluster of flailing legs and shaking bodies. The sound of half hearted sighing, and a chorus of light, feminine giggling filled the open space around us.
“...”
Everybody present stared. The unusual amount of fatigue they all felt seemingly doubled as more and more bitter smiles decorated everyone’s faces.
The one who showed the largest reaction was unexpectedly the teacher, whose pale complexion highlighted the gloomy expression he was currently making. While grinding his teeth, he bitterly cursed under his breath, “Even though I was a high schooler 6 years ago… even though it was only 6 years ago… what’s with this level of difference. Harems don’t exist in the real world, damn it. What the hell…”
From besides the teacher, the President’s gaze shifted from Kido to the teacher, then back to Kido. His bitter smile remained unchanging for a minute, before he finally sighed and looked over at . “... You started this, Hide…” The president remarked, as he shifted his gaze and stared back at the growing scene in front of him with dead eyes and a flat smile.
I too could not help but shiver uncontrollably at the scene that began to play out in front of my eyes. Without regards to the dead bodies around them, nor the blood stains on their clothes, those three… a scene straight out of a romance cody began playing out.
“....” I did not watch for long. Letting out a tired sigh, I stretched out my sore limbs. I walked back, following the direction Hina had taken earlier, and called out. “Everybody, back to the archive room. I’m calling a eting before the horde gets back.”
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