“The Seamen Group”

Lefay, Yates, Ardas and the others were working within the outer layer of the interjection. Suddenly they looked out, eyes surprised.

An army of students from the 19th were tramping towards them. There must have been about 200 of them.

They were overwhelmed.

Chris was shocked, holding an axe in his hand. "Why so many?"

Chris' shock was understandable. The total number of Black Isotta students was a mere seven or eight thousand. Even Grimm's team would be reinforced. But the students would not gather in hordes; they would be spread thin across the 200 resource points. And for this current point, there were only two dozens or so.

Ardas looked out at the marching enemy with his sharp eyes as he unsheathed the long sword on his back. As he gripped the sword, his whole body was giving out gray lights and his long hair became weightless as if he had been possessed by some God.