Headmaster Axton stood in front of the fourth-floor entrance alongside the other guards. He remained perfectly still, his eyes closed in deep concentration.
It had been twenty minutes since the fourth floor had shaken from within, and nothing had happened since then. But the Headmaster knew it wasn't over yet.
Did he really manage to enter that place? If he did… I'll have to report this to the Main School. This is great news, Axton thought, a small smile forming on his face.
No one had ever entered the fifth floor since the founding of this branch in Klown City. Even Axton himself had been refused entry, no matter how hard he tried. The thought that his personal disciple could do it filled him with satisfaction.
Even if his disciple wasn't the chosen one, Axton still felt proud.