My Demon Professors Are All Gorgeous Girls Chapter 62: Blade of the Crownless

Zephira didn’t ask for permission.

She leapt straight into the enemy’s heart, twin blades moving like a dance between shadows.

"They’re not human," she growled when she returned, blood streaking her armor. "They’re constructs."

"Controlled?" I asked.

"Forged," she spat. "Soone’s building soldiers out of mory."

Valmira’s face paled. "That’s old magic. Pre-Conclave. Before the split."

Yuria scoffed. "What else is new?"

But I saw the truth in Zephira’s eyes—she recognized the forging style.

"Soone you know?" I asked.

She didn’t answer.

Just walked away into the smoke.