In the cramped space beyond the secret panel, a dozen young faces looked up at the purple-haired principal whose face now glistened with exhaustion, dark circles underneath her eyes.
These were the lucky few whom Bridget had managed to band together and escape with after the demons showed up.
At first, they had held their ground against the Order of Flaming Rose, but when the demons appeared, everything went south.
Bridget's purple eyes flashed as she recalled the person who had led the charge, and an involuntary shiver passed through her spine. She had met her during the Western Region Fight Summit.
Who would have thought one of the citizens from the Cromwell Barony was not only a necromancer like her but a demon general in disguise?
Sigh, and that strength... She could easily take out three expert-ranked Awakened. Bridget thought with a sigh, her gaze settling on the students.
They were alive and together, while so many of their classmates had been captured or slain above.
