Right after Kurt's interference, a voice resonated throughout the entire school, not just within their classroom but echoing across every hall and corridor of the academy grounds.
"Students, please retire to your dormitories. The teachers' meeting won't be ending anytime soon," Luther's stern voice carried a weight that left no room for debate.
It filled every corner like an unyielding command, ensuring everyone heard it.
In the now-silent classroom, Jack let out a quiet breath. The skirmish he'd stirred had caused more of a scene than he'd intended. He glanced at the holy acolytes still frozen in fear or pain from his earlier demonstration.
Killing them would only bring more trouble, he thought as he turned to leave. At least I got to show a few idiots their place.
Without another glance, he stepped through the doorway. Behind him, Kurt followed closely, his excitement bubbling over into rapid chatter.
