He misses her

"Will you be fine on your own now? You won't go around opening portals of hell again, right?" The dean mused as soon as he dropped her on the terrace, and the girl looked down with a small nod.

"I won't," She whispered.

She was scared and angry at herself for doing something like this that had no way out and for her powers to give up when she was there.

The dean who was about to leave, felt her turmoil and sighed, feeling pity for her.

"Little girl, don't pressure yourself so much. You are already doing great at your age and handling things better than many high-power and level witches I know. If you keep thinking about negative things, they are bound to happen," The Dean stepped close to her before holding her hand and massaging the area between her thumb and index finger to hold her calm.

He smiled when Elliana looked up at him.