"Where is Adam?"
Lunevy's voice trembled slightly as she asked.
The others exchanged uneasy glances, their expressions mirroring her concerns.
Nearby, a jagged hole marred the ground close to Isaac. And Adam? He was nowhere to be found.
It didn't take long for them to draw a conclusion: the man with the Book was undoubtedly an ally of Krainel Salvador.
"Adam must've found that hole and he had probably encountered Isaac down there… and sothing happened.
Isaac remained silent.
Unbeknownst to the group, Isaac had carefully erased his presence and concealed his mana while dealing with the unknown man. Yet, despite his best efforts, the man's desperate counterattack had escaped suppression, alerting them all.
Now, Isaac faced a critical dilemma. He couldn't revert to Adam—not now. If the group ventured into the hole and found a corpse but no trace of Adam, it would spark even more questions, questions Isaac wasn't prepared to answer.
Acting swiftly, Isaac raised his revolver and aid it toward the gaping hole, his mana surging into the weapon.
"...!"
The oppressive wave of mana radiating from him was suffocatingly potent. Everyone instinctively stepped back—everyone except Lunevy. But even she struggled to maintain her composure under the suffocating aura emanating from Isaac.
The revolver glowed with an ominous intensity, charged with a lethal amount of mana. Lunevy's eyes widened in realization. She understood exactly what Isaac intended to do.
"Stop!" She shouted, lunging forward to intervene.
But it was already too late.
-BOOM!
The bullet tore through the air with deafening speed, striking the hideout below. The resulting explosion sent massive shards of rock and clouds of dust erupting into the sky.
For a mont, chaos reigned. Dust and debris hurtled toward Isaac, only to be deflected by an invisible gravity barrier surrounding him.
The others weren't as fortunate. They scrambled to shield themselves, their mana flaring to create hasty barriers. Ophelia positioned herself protectively in front of the three students, anchoring them amidst the shockwaves.
When the dust finally settled, all eyes turned to Isaac. He stood untouched, the swirling fragnts of the ruined hideout unable to breach his calm, impenetrable defense.
"Dead now," Isaac said at last.
The group looked down into the obliterated pit. Whatever—or whoever—had been inside the hideout was now buried beneath a mountain of rubble.
"..." Lunevy froze in place, her body trembling as if paralyzed.
Ophelia's hands shot up to cover her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief. "I–It can't be…"
"You bastard!!"
Stephen was the first to snap, his rage boiling over as he charged toward Isaac recklessly.
Before Stephen could close the distance, Isaac moved like a phantom, appearing directly in front of him. With a swift, devastating kick to the stomach, he sent Stephen hurtling backward.
"Agh–!" Stephen's mouth opened wide as he coughed up a thick spurt of blood. The force of the blow folded him like a hinge, his body forming a painful '
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