Silas dashed out of the academy's building and swiftly made his way to the backyard. The cold air slapped against his face, but his focus remained razor-sharp. The moment he arrived, his feet screeched to a halt. His breath caught in his throat, eyes widening in sheer horror, and his jaw dropped as a wave of dread washed over him.
Just a few meters away, Vic knelt beside a lifeless male student. The student's torso had been savagely torn open, a gory cavity exposing mangled organs.
Vic's hands, soaked in crimson, plunged deep into the corpse as he ripped out glistening innards with terrifying focus. Blood coated his mouth and dripped from his chin, evidence of the grisly feast he had been consuming. The grotesque scene seemed like it had been torn straight from the pages of a horror novel.