'What is happening?'.
That was the first thought that occurred to her when she witnessed the match that had just concluded.
Selka Ignat, the representative student from Valor Academy, had to swallow her second bitter pill as she witnessed two of her comrades fallen by none other than a first-year from Promethys Academy.
She lifted her gaze, seeing the silver-haired girl; her azure eyes shrank dangerously, emitting a cold breath that froze her consciousness.
Then, when she gazed down, Myro, who was supposed to have the ability to manipulate water at will, couldn't even lift a finger before the first-year girl.
A clattered noise broke her thought in a daze; Selka felt a searing pain assault her palm.
As she glanced at her palm, red blood oozed from her palm. Without noticing, she was digging her own nails tight.
The fluid dripped, one by one, reflecting her knitted brows and stirred heart. Why did this happen?
