(1st Person:)
I walked down the stairways, my eyes scanning the depressive atmosphere that filled the dining hall.
It's only been around two hours since we killed the Giant Horned Bison, and the sun was still out, yet no less than ten students were sitting in the hall, slouching on their seats.
Their eyes were dark, and a few wounds covered their bodies. I didn't even have to look at their fates to figure out what was going on, but I did it out of habit anyway.
Taking a casual glance, I narrowed my eyes down on the fate of one of the boys in the hall, Conner.
He was the leader of one of the Sacred Class teams, but right now he was currently staring off blankly into space with a dumb look on his face.
'Hmm... It's not that different from what I expected, but this is a little...'
