Inside the academy's vast training hall, a handsome boy with black hair and crimson eyes moved purely on instinct, tilting his head to dodge a punch from some irrelevant extra.
But even as his body reacted, his mind was stuck on one looping thought for what felt like the hundredth time.
'What if that bastard Azriel summoned Varek… to kill me?'
The possibility was far-fetched but not impossible.
'What if he was summoned by another professor? Or for something completely unrelated?'
'I mean… even Azriel isn't deranged enough to try killing me using another Demon King's Successor. Right?'
His head spun with a dozen more theories while his body dodged another punch, only this time, the punch was a decoy.
A knee shot straight toward his solar plexus.
Tsk.
Rael clicked his tongue, understanding it was too late to dodge. He braced himself, crossing his arms just in time as the blow hit his body.
