Demon City High Demon Academy, Vivian sat in class with an absent look on her face.
From the moment she sat in the classroom, her eyes had been fixated on the window, not even noticing the small note thrown onto her desk by a classmate next door.
After a night's rest, her injuries had mostly healed.
On the one hand, the Blood Race's recovery capabilities were indeed remarkable, and on the other, her big brother had indeed shown some restraint and hadn't gone all out to inflict fatal wounds.
However, while physical scars are easy to heal, mending one's spirit is not so simple.
That wasn't all caused by her big brother.
Part of it was also the regret and self-blame that welled up in her heart once she had calmed down.
It wasn't just blind anger that clouded her mind.
She didn't even realize that she had willingly become a pawn for the Dragon family.
