Kenneth stood atop one of the academy's observatory towers, arms crossed, staring down at the chaotic battlefield below with a thoughtful expression. The vantage point from here was perfect—he could see the full scope of the battle, the struggling faculty members, the defensive magic circles flickering as they strained to hold against the overwhelming tide of demons, and even the panicked students attempting to flee to safer locations.
His noble clique stood behind him, still unsettled from their earlier realization that they might have been the cause of this disaster. Kenneth, on the other hand, was feeling rather pleased with himself.
'It's amazing how quickly people turn into a bunch of frightened rabbits when things get out of hand,' he mused, smirking slightly.