War

"To create warriors who would eradicate every last one of them,"

Isabella's words were blunt, truly blunt. She didn't mince her words nor did she try to hide anything. She simply told each one of the students their purpose.

It took a huge amount of resources that most people in the human domain couldn't even begin to fathom to manage the academy.

Why were they going through all of this without collecting a dime from each of the students? That was because they planned on having each of them pay back by joining the war.

It was a cruel thing. Forcing young children into fighting and killing, but it was necessary for the survival of the whole planet.

They must constantly produce strong warriors who could fight and hold their own in battle.

'It's better they all learn what they're here for, especially him,' Isabella peeked at Atticus's form on the side once again, studying his expression.