A month had passed since the battle between the Dark Guild and Avrion academy and the atmosphere was still grim. Only now were things starting to feel a little normal in the city.
Sir K managed to inform the elders of what happened, and they sent a medical team as well as knights over to the arena as soon as possible.
They tried their best to save as many lives that day but even with all the medical equipment in the world, there was nothing that could bring back the dead.
Around 30 Students had died that day and one of them included Ian. Martha and Slyvia cried their eyes out that day and the rest of the group cursed at themselves for being so weak.
Ray, on the other hand, didn't blame himself but the academy for acting so slow in the first place. Ray's anger only grew as he would think about it more. If only they had sent people sooner. If only Sir K and Wilfried hadn't stopped him from intervening.
