Massacre (2)

The battlefield had grown eerily silent. Only Aegon, his knights, and a handful of surviving students and professors remained.

Meanwhile, the Imperial Army was methodically eliminating the last remnants of the Ultras, signaling the battle's inevitable conclusion.

Choupo Moting, still gravely wounded, struggled to move toward Sophia's unconscious body.

For some reason, an ominous feeling had been gnawing at him, refusing to dissipate.

Elsewhere, the students sighed in relief, some even cheering for the prince.

They were mesmerized by the young man who, despite being younger than all of them, had accomplished what they never could.

Of course, they were unaware of the conversation that had just taken place between Aegon and Kai Luc. The sorcerer had sealed all sound, ensuring that no one overheard the chilling exchange. Had they known, their reactions would have been drastically different.