In the well-lit main room of the Culthold of the Coven of the Damned, a somber atmosphere pervaded the room.
Grace sat in a chair, her head resting against her palm, her usually sharp eyes clouded with worry.
Beside her, Emiko and Yui sat on either side, their presence a quiet comfort as they tried to console her.
"Aunty Grace, please don't worry. We will get him out one way or the other," Emiko said, her voice firm with determination, though her lips were pressed together in a tight line.
Grace sighed, her gaze unfocused as she looked at the concrete floor beneath her feet, "It's not that simple, Emiko. Remy is being watched. If we make one wrong move, it could endanger him even more." Her voice was heavy with worry and fatigue.
Yui leaned forward, her eyes earnest as she spoke, "But we can help him, right? We can enter the academy. How about we help Remy get out? We can do more than just sending a letter to him."
