The moment those alarmed voices spread through the area, the atmosphere froze; all eyes began to gather toward the source only to find a blonde beauty with brows knitted together beside her, accompanied by a black-haired beauty who seemed unfazed by the situation.
Lucy, her face twisted in anger, cast her gaze toward the surroundings and stopped toward a student who stood calmly in the middle of the field with one other lying down clutching his abs and Leon whose light around his body dimmed upon her presence.
She has a lot to talk about and screams all of her frustrating feelings, thinking that there will be more trouble coming to her doorstep. However, she is aware of her own status as not only a student council member but also the holder of a rare skill: Saint. Lucy pushed aside her frustration and looked toward the place, searching for someone who could be talked to.
