Lyssa's only non-lethal method of subduing an opponent had failed.
She wasn't accustomed to situations like this—ones that didn't involve immediate combat.
She knew only killing techniques, and in this classroom, she couldn't use them.
She couldn't act.
And that meant she was at a loss.
Meanwhile, Lilia felt her carefully crafted plan crumbling before her eyes.
Everything was falling apart, and she knew—the greatest mistake had been her own miscalculation.
She had assumed Adlet was weaker than them.
First, her charm had failed—something she still hadn't fully processed and accepted.
The failure gnawed at her, an insult to her very existence.
Second, Lyssa's attempt to stop Adlet had completely collapsed.
Before arriving to class, Lyssa had confidently assured her that she could bring him to his knees—but now, even that seemed impossible.
And then, there was Daniel—his interruption had never been part of her plan.
