Scared & Cold [1]

I ran out of the coliseum and sprinted straight on the grassy plains of the academy. By this time the number of demons running around in the academy had increased quite a bit, and were increasing constantly. 

I didn't know for how much longer Ryfin will be able to stand on his grounds or how many students will be killed before they make it to the teleportaion circle. But I cared about none of that. Anya would be safe, and that was all I wanted to know—though I still low-key hoped that Ryfin could surive long enough to tell Anya that I've left the academy.

If she knew that I'd left on will then she would surely understand where I was going and why. After all, they were her parents too. I know as soon as she would know what's going on in the world the first thing she would want to do is to run off to the Roswell city and protect out parents. 

But she had no need to do that, I was there for it. It was my sole purpose as of now, nothing else mattered.