"Argh! Too weak," Zane muttered, dashing toward his next target.
His experiment continued—one beast after another reduced to pulp and crimson puddles. While he honed his control over raw strength, others weren't faring as well. Several students were badly injured, some on the brink of death, saved only by senior students and teachers who swooped in at the last moment.
Zane paused, glancing back. He saw the rescuers gather the wounded.
"Since we helped you, you're out," a teacher informed.
They collected the green cards from the fallen students, activated something, and the cards burst into flames. In the next instant, the card holders were pulled into them.
"Don't worry—you'll be teleported back to Earth," a senior student explained.
From a distance, Zane muttered, "So that's another function of the green cards. Pretty useful."
