Atlas could see all the eyes that were watching him. Including the students he had rescued, perhaps more than two hundred students were gathered in the empty space.
He was holding the Scared Swordman's Holy Sword in his arms and trying to calm himself down by looking around at his surroundings.
There were no demons or angel worshippers that he saw. It was a good thing the group was safe. At least that's what he thought.
After almost an hour, it seemed that the whole class had finally gathered. A huge group of almost three hundred people had gathered, and when Atlas saw that nothing was wrong, he went to the front of the group and waited for the professor to arrive.
After a short time, the professor joined the class. Still, something was wrong. Atlas' eyes saw that there was someone else with the professor. It was a person he knew very well and at the same time, a person he considered to be killed.
