The scene of the fire, where the floor began to continuously sink into the 3rd floor.
The two girls were clinging to each other in the corner, one in silent tears, the other holding her arms and scowling.
"Cry, cry louder."
"Oooooh, why don't you cry."
"He'll come for me."
"You lied to me, no one will even come."
Listening to that familiar voice, Eleazar was almost moved to tears.
Great, she's fine...
He quickly parted the flames, striding toward them.
"I'm coming!"
The two girls tilted their heads dumbfounded.
Fina blanched and smiled.
Her entire arm was stained red with blood, and it stung him to see it.
Another girl I didn't recognize was pearly and dusty, already crying like a flower cat.
And at that moment, the floor shifted under their feet, causing them to scream.
Without further hesitation, Eleazar quickly rushes up and picks up both men in one hand.
"Hold on tight!"
Stepping on the floor, which had sunk in at the same time, he took a heavy leap outside.
Across the flames, through the smoke, the view opened up, the white clouds of the sky seemed close at hand, and the ground full of teachers and students below tilted their heads and gazed at them in horror.
That girl's pupils shrank and she let out a high-pitched scream.
"Ah ----"
With that ear-piercing scream that filled the room with uproar, Eleazar landed heavily on the lawn, one knee missing the dirt.
"Cheat... Cheat, right!?"
Outside the arena Lingyin and the crowd look on, stunned beyond words, and raise their heads once again to see the height of the 3rd floor.
"Hoo... Hoo..."
Taking a moment to catch his breath in the fresh outside air, Eleazar dropped the scared and disoriented girl and ran towards the infirmary with Fina in his arms.
And that place was already overcrowded, with bandaged heads, casts on arms, respirators on faces, and countless injured people, even sitting in the hallway outside.
Eleazar dodges the wounded man at his feet, his face anxious as he juts open the infirmary door.
Inside, a doctor was examining an unconscious student for injuries, and two nurses, on duty, were applying bandages.
This injured man Eleazar was carrying was far more serious than anyone else in the section.
The doctor's eyes narrowed as he stood up and pulled back a curtain.
"Here, gently, put it on the hospital bed inside."
The nurse came over and skillfully cut the cuff with scissors and cleaned the scarred wound.
The doctor pushed up his glasses and took a general look.
"It's okay, it's okay, I've lost a lot of blood, just a little blood transfusion and a stitch, don't be afraid."
Eleazar has a sneaking feeling that Fina's injuries aren't as minor as he makes them out to be.
The outside of his arm had been sliced in half by an unknown sharp blade, the bones were sliced through, the muscle tissue largely destroyed, and it was unknown if any nerve bundles inside had been injured.
It was normal to paralyze an arm with this kind of terrible injury.
But the doctor's calm expression, his airy tone, prevented Eleazar from saying a word in rebuttal.
Does it have to be incurable to be right?
He opened his mouth to ask something else but was gently pushed out.
"Surgery is about to begin, uninvolved personnel are asked to move out of the way."
Eleazar stood outside the curtains of the door, full of worry, and Eve saw this and cast him a reassuring look.
He was being a victim of his chaos and was completely out of his depth.
Covering his heartbeat, which was slowly calming down, Eleazar quickly regained his composure.
Yes, there was no need for him to worry too much.
Because this doctor in front of me is no ordinary doctor.
He's a transcendentalist, herbalist!
Many tricky and difficult cases are mere child's play when it comes to transcendental means, not to mention the fact that what Fina suffered was only a traumatic injury.
Since that was the case, there was no need for him to worry about anything.
Eleazar lowers his head and walks out slowly.
It had been chaos outside, and the college had no doubt been completely shut down after such an accident.
The burning building completely collapsed, melting even the steel bars, looking like a grand bonfire from afar, putting everyone out of their minds to put out the fire.
Who the hell unleashed it, and where did the hawkskin go, again?
Eleazar returned to the scene quietly.
Teachers and school guards were evacuating the crowd, and he seized his last chance to turn on his senses for a quick spin.
Unlike the usual dull color, this time there was a conspicuous crimson in the transcendental senses.
The raging fire elemental was like a falling sun, buried deep in the land, radiating its last remaining heat in all directions.
Everyone who came close to that 'sun' got a little bit of flame particles on them, more or less.
He was hung all over himself, leaving a conspicuous trail of starlight in the air as he walked.
That means that all the people who escaped from that fire left tracks like that.
Eleazar's eyes glazed over.
The flame particles were dying out, leaving him little time. The most important thing to watch out for now is the light trail that slides down in a parabola from a height of 20 meters.
Comparing it to the Liberal Arts building in the distance, Eleazar realizes that that height is exactly the 5th floor
That means that when it erupted, a man jumped from there.
No, not jumping, gliding!
Eleazar tracked it for a while and found the trail of light hundreds of meters long, all the way from high up in the sky into the trees in the distance.
Who in their right mind would be able to glide like that?
It's the Harpy!
Eleazar looks up coldly and takes the silver ring out of his pocket and puts it on.
Raising his guard, he came to the side of the dark woods.
This place was also considered one of the best in the academy, but at the moment, a strong smell of blood was emanating from inside!
Pushing through the bushes, Eleazar was the first to see a face crying out in pain.
There's nothing down there.
"Rest in peace..."
Eleazar took a moment of silence for the grieving soul and continued on his way.
Dead leaves, tree trunks, grass, and down the road, there was shocking blood as far as the eye could see.
There were no more flame particles where the trail of light fell, replaced by something else pointing the way, the blood-breath of a human being, splattered with drops of blood along the way.
Hawkmaster seems to be eating as he goes.
Soon he met the other man.
A spacious clearing in the woods, a rock in the center with several bloodied corpses laid out on it, a monster burying its head and devouring them.
Compared to yesterday's majestic appearance, it was now incomparably wretched.
The eagle's feet turned outward and seemed to have been broken when it fell without grasping the force, and its feathers were roasted, revealing charred black and pink skin, so it couldn't even maintain its human form, looking particularly miserable.
"Who!"
Olivia suddenly let out a sharp cry and turned back to swing out a blade of wind.
Like a large bulldozer, patches of trees were cut off.
Eleazar took a small breath and stood up from behind the stake that was only half a meter high, his dark muzzle flat.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Emptying his clip in an instant, he watched coldly as the flightless monster planted itself directly on the ground.