The End Phase [2]

Whoosh

Spat!

Thud

"Let me deliver you the news instead, good people," a voice echoed through the large meeting room, sending a chill down the spines of the higher-ups.

They stood up in unison, their eyes fixed on the body of the receptionist, a shuriken lodged in the side of her head. Her lifeless form lay on the floor, blood pooling beneath her and staining the floor crimson.

The principal clenched his fists tightly to suppress his emotions as he watched the receptionist die before his eyes.

Violeth, witnessing the death of another innocent person in the academy except for her students, clenched her fists so hard that purple lightning crackled around her hands, responding to her intense emotions.

Stark's expression remained unchanged, he still sat at his seat as he stared at the scene, his reaction to the unfolding horror lackluster and indifferent.