In an era when knowledge was banned, the physician Lyle had to be extremely cautious even in academic research, an invitation from the Andrei Academy materialized before his eyes. The Andrei Academy of Cassandale? Lyle peered closely at the tombstone before him, hissing, "Ah, the scholars here really know how to pick a spot."
Mr. Crimson's class ended, and a bunch of stark white humanoid forms fell from the Blood Nest Great Tree.
Nobody wanted to endure this torture, akin to a public execution. The four members of the Necromancer Figure Club immediately burrowed into the flesh of the Spine Wheel and took off with a roar and a distant trench. The rest of the helpless students watched their retreating shadows, feeling the cold wind in Andrey's dark night.