"What is happening!?"
"Something is wrong with the instructors—they're attacking us!"
From her arched windows, Bridget watched as the academy premises descended into what she could only describe as absolute chaos. Students were running helter-skelter, their eyes wide with horror.
Nearby, a group of younger students tried to escape, but a towering instructor intercepted them. He moved like a shadow, his blade slicing through flesh without hesitation. Their bodies thudded to the ground, and their cries stopped almost immediately.
Realization shone in Bridget's eyes, and she cursed. "Dammit, they infiltrated the academy!"
By they, she was referring to the Order of the Flaming Rose, as she witnessed one of the newest instructors—who had just joined the academy some years back—retrieve a giant banner with a single burning rose from thin air.
