Dark Academy, Observation Dome.
One second, the students were arguing in the resting room. The next, they were standing in the middle of the massive dome, blinking at each other like confused deer in headlights.
"…Did we just get kidnapped?" Dylan asked, looking around with wide eyes.
"No, genius. We got summoned," Asher groaned, rubbing his temples like he was trying to massage away a headache from hell.
"Oh, my bad, Arrogant Genius," Dylan shot back, raising an eyebrow. "Didn't realize teleportation was your side gig."
Before Asher could respond with his usual snark, a deep, commanding voice echoed through the dome.
"Welcome back, students."
Heads snapped upward, and there stood Headmaster Thion, his gaze sharp and calculating, like a hawk staring down its next meal. Next to him was Gordon Rvack, wearing that creepy, fake smile of his, and behind them loomed the rest of the professors, with Galen and Magnus slouching at the back like they were too cool to be bothered.
