"You're all weak... so why are you so pleased with yourself for ganging up on me?" Ciara whispered silently.
Was she going to stand for this? Allow herself to be humiliated all for the sake of protecting the school life she had worked so hard to build?
'No... this isn't right...'
Why did she have to be the one to suffer such indignation when she wasn't the one to be blamed?
Why did she have to worry about the consequences of her actions when she wasn't the cause of it?
"That's it... I've had enough!" Ciara mumbled.
As the glows increased to their maximum, the attacks were ready. About ten of the students shrouded themselves in enhancements and charged toward Ciara, while the rest started to launch magic spells at her.
[Elemental Armament]
[Magic Missile]
They respectively chanted as their poured their mana into their assaults, intent on entirely defeating their foe.
Ciara watched them approach, and a grin slowly formed on her face.
