Within The Dome

"We're not going to be fine…"

Lucielle could hear the surviving staff whispering amongst themselves as they had their little meeting away from the rest of the students.

Unlike Rey's group that had a certain level of hyperactivity, the ambiance in Lucielle's forlorn group was that of dead silence—almost like a graveyard. Those who spoke did so in hushed whispers—almost like murmurs.

It made things easier for the eavesdropping Grand Mage.

One look around her clearly showed the current state of the students. They were absolutely terrified, even though all of them were currently safe in the shelter that had been created by the Joint Magic of their Supervisors.

As a result of this haven, one could say they were no longer in immediate danger.

They had managed to get rid of all the surrounding Undead, and then cleared the area of the poisonous Miasma, but… even though there was no enemy in sight, the damage already done was catastrophic.