As Astrid swiftly departed from the warehouse, I used corruption to manifest crow, ordering it to keep a close eye on Astrid.
I had learned time and time that the belief that this world would follow the book's plots exactly would only lead to danger.
Maybe there was some unknown threat and waiting to attack the school during the ball.
Opening a window and letting some sunlight shine into the disgusting room, I watched the pitch-black crow fly out into the light-blue sky before returning to the couch.
Leaving the two boys behind in the warehouse, I followed after Astrid, leaving the warehouse only a few minutes later.
Enjoying the short stroll, I sighed as the looming figure of the academy front gate came into view.
Taking one last glance at the body of water below, I crossed the bridge before entering the academy, giving a short nod to the heroes tasked with protecting the gate.
