"Academy Leader!"
The first reaction came from Master Hanry, who was behind the green barrier. He could barely speak, but the environment was so quiet that what he said was heard easily. The man who appeared out of nowhere took one glance at Harry, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and focused on his primary target.
"Second, what are you doing?"
The sparse-haired man did not answer. The whip of ice he was holding curled like it would jump forward at any moment. He was looking into the eyes of someone standing behind the green barrier, but what a coincidence that person's attention was on him too.
"Sokom!"
When he called out to the Head of Department, his hair reaching down to his waist began to be blown in the windless air. Sokom did not dare not to answer.