Once the moment collapsed, nobody would ever know the man was here.
At least, nobody other than Leandra.
Killing the students would be blood on Leandra's hands, not his, and the man reeled at the thought.
Swoosh!
Leandra was late in realizing and reacting.
In the blink of an eye, the man had already dashed past her, reaching the nearest student with his hand.
His eyes were fixed on the student he was about to reach, but when his hand was inches away, he heard the clinking sound of coins. Instinctively, his eyes lowered to the ground, finding three coins with a thick bronze aura, scattered against the street a step away from him.
Boom!
Before the man could react, the coins exploded.
A few steps backward were forced out of him as the man staggered, pushed by the shockwaves.
Once he anchored himself and raised his gaze, his eyes widened.
"Sand…?"
Graah!
