-Frey Starlight's POV-
Bounty on your head: 200 Points
"Haa…"
I took a deep breath, gripping my sword tightly.
A pounding headache had followed me for the past two days.
I wasn't alone.
All around me—dozens of them.
And they weren't just regular third-years.
Many were from the elite.
I'd been hunted down relentlessly for two whole days.
Magnus wasn't among them this time… but what I got instead was just as troublesome.
I looked at her—that filthy woman—and then at the army surrounding me.
The rain hadn't stopped for even a second.
I stuck out my tongue, letting the droplets moisten my dry throat.
After such an intense chase, I was reaching my limit.
"You sure run well, Frey Starlight. I've never met anyone so stubborn."
It was Missandei who spoke, Egon's subordinate, looking down on me with disdain while I gave her a tired smile.
"I think you guys are more stubborn than me."
Even after defeating so many of them… they just kept coming.
"Let's end this farce."
