Eline Castell was seething in anger.
The breach into the academy's artificial forest was an affront she could neither forgive nor overlook. Gehenna's demons had dared to infiltrate her sanctuary and attack her students.
Hours had passed before the staff pieced together what had occurred. The delay wasn't normal for Ocryphia but unsurprising; the dense expanse of the artificial forest wasn't entirely covered by surveillance. Still, something gnawed at her.
Many cameras hadn't just been destroyed—they had been tampered with.
Someone had disarmed them with a precision that suggested knowledge of the academy's inner workings. While her instincts whispered of betrayal within her ranks, Eline pushed the thought aside. Accusing her own staff so early felt premature. What mattered now was ensuring her students' safety.