Anne and Elizalina didn't know what to do with him. Alicarde's usually confident demeanor had faltered, leaving them both unsure of how to proceed.
After a few heartfelt words of encouragement and a shared glance of worry, they sent him on his way to Malefica's office.
The door loomed ahead like the entrance to a dragon's lair—a place of inevitable doom.
The three pioneers, as Alicarde had begun to refer to them in his mind, followed close behind, each of them pale and visibly shaking.
Felix, the chubby blonde with sweat beading on his forehead, Alec, the lean dark-haired young man with a nervous tick in his eye; and Akimitsu, who looked like he was already imagining his funeral.
They had good reason to be afraid.
Professor Malefica, while undeniably beautiful, was also terrifying, known for her sharp wit and even sharper punishments.