My lungs burned as I bolted out of the classroom, the panicked cries of the students echoing behind me. I already told them what to do. They should be safe if they remained quiet. They were protected by the walls but Liam was out there.
Nah. I needed to find him first.
Ignoring the pounding in my chest, I sprinted against the running figures of students. Everyone was in an intense panic.
Thank the Goddess, a familiar figure emerged from the disarray. It was Mrs. Morrigan who was shepherding a group of younglings towards the school exit.
"Mrs. Morrigan!" I called with a hoarse voice. "What's happening?"
She cast me a harried glance, her face pale. "Mr. Fenrir... he's dead!"
The news slammed into me hard. It wasn't expected. The same Mr. Fenrir I had just spoken to a few hours ago?
Despite our differences, death wasn't something I ever wished upon anyone. My lips trembled upon hearing that.
