Another student tried to cast a barrier spell, but the assassin struck through it with a twisted blade of mana formed in his hand. The barrier cracked instantly, and the attacker was knocked unconscious before he could scream.
Each strike was raw power fueled by rage, all the technique and skills were gone and there was just destruction.
From the infirmary, a light breeze passed through the shattered windows.
Inside, Cecelia turned sharply. "What was that sound?"
Kael was on the edge of his bed, still recovering.
(Something's wrong.) Cecelia thought.
Another boom echoed across the sky. Distant screaming followed.
Cecelia stood. (the explosion! Was that sound came from the explosion)
Back at the training ground, chaos reigned.
More students rushed toward the sound, but the assassin spun around with unnatural speed, smashing the ground with his foot. Jagged spikes of corrupted mana erupted beneath them, knocking several students away as they tried to intercept him.
