If a devil were to actually appear… things would turn into a disaster.
The mere thought made a chill crawl down my spine.
I was about to press Clarice for answers—urgently, this time—when suddenly—
"Die…!!!"
One of the students who had been lying unconscious on the floor lurched upward with a violent scream and hurled himself at Clarice.
But it wasn't even close to an attack.
"Guhk…!"
Clarice caught him by the neck with a single hand, as effortless as snatching a falling sheet of paper.
The male student dangled helplessly, kicking weakly as he gasped for air—his face turning red, then purple.
Before I could even move, a surge of black energy began pouring out from Clarice's entire body.
No—flowing into the student.
"What are you—"
My words died in my throat.
Because the student suddenly convulsed.
"U—Urgh…! Ku… k!!"
It wasn't just pain.
Something was being dragged out of him.
