The academy life resumed normally after that incident. No one was missing or stepped out of line for some time after the artificial dungeon had been dealt with.
The students had been told the truth and so had the association. The normal people were kept in the dark for the time being since there was nothing, they could do to better the situation.
Horas was the first person to volunteer for the petrol, knowing fully well that nothing would happen for some time now. He mostly wanted to get out of the tense meeting he was being forced to participate in.
Jack Hollow’s interested look was not something Horas wanted to be subjected to for the whole duration of the meeting.
The hallways were empty right now as classes were in full-swing. The day had finally changed and Horas enjoyed the peace and quiet he did not often get.
He walked toward the empty training grounds, only to realize that someone had beaten him into coming here.