Elias stood there, looking at Dreke, a hint of exhaustion in his eyes. Two people had died, but instead of the number of people decreasing, it had remained the same.
He hadn't expected this, but he didn't look too surprised either, as he watched a dark-robed man next to Dreke block the shadow blade with his fingers.
Another dark-robed figure materialized behind Elias, aiming a blade at him.
"D-did you just try to kill me?" Dreke, now suddenly wide awake, looked at the shadow blade that had almost cut him in half.
"Don't do anything stupid," Astralious's warning echoed in Elias's mind. "They are stronger than Soul Beasts. They are at least five-evolution existences."
"I thought the family couldn't assign guards at the academy," Elias said, watching the guard crush the shadow blade into pieces.
None of the guards belonged to the Academy, a confirmation he received through the badges they wore proudly over their dark attire, as if they didn't care about hiding their identities.
