Ten students charged again at the same time. But this time….Thom did not receive them. Instead of fighting back, he ran. Thom’s movement suddenly shifted direction, shooting toward the side of the hall. The students froze for a split second, thinking he was trying to escape. Thom stepped onto the wall. One step… Two steps…. Thom’s body stretched upward like a released spring. His right fist struck the first chandelier. CRASH! The large glass shattered. The light died instantly. Before the shards fully fell, Thom’s body had already spun in midair. The second lamp. BANG! The darkness spread wider. He landed lightly, then moved again—fast, like wind sweeping through the room. The third lamp… The fourth lamp… The fifth lamp… The sixth lamp… Six massive chandeliers in the hall shattered within seconds. And then— Darkness! Glass fragments were still falling when the darkness swallowed the entire room. Only a faint emergency glow from the corridor remained, not enough t

Master Noir forced a thin smile, keeping his voice steady. “You misunderstand, Thom,” he said slowly. “I invited you here not to trap you. I truly intended to make you a mentor for my students.” His tone was made as gentle as possible. Thom did not answer immediately. His gaze was straight, emotionless, piercing through Master Noir’s face as if reading layer after layer of lies. “I admit my method may have seemed harsh,” Master Noir continued quickly, trying to control the direction of the conversation. “But it was only an initial test. This academy needs someone like you.” A brief silence. Then Thom said flatly, “But you lied to me.” The sentence cut through the atmosphere. Master Noir remained seated, but his heart began to pound harder. “You said that inside the hall were new students,” Thom continued. “But in reality?” He did not need to finish the sentence because they both already knew that inside the hall were senior students. Master Noir swallowed. His throat felt dr

Flames blazed high in shades of golden red. The main building of Lupo Academy had now turned into a sea of fire. The old wooden beams crackled, collapsing little by little. Thick black smoke billowed upward, covering the courtyard with a sharp, burnt stench.Harmos, Yun, and Yon, who stood in the distance, froze when they saw him walking closer. Their hearts seemed to stop beating.Thom looked as if he had stepped out of a fiery hell as though passing through nothing more than thin mist.His steps were slow, yet every footfall felt like pressure striking their chests.Harmos unconsciously took a step back. Then his awareness jolted.“Master…!” he suddenly shouted.His eyes widened as he realized one thing—Master Noir was still inside the burning building.His face turned pale. He looked toward Yun and Yon. “What are you waiting for?! We have to save Master!”But the twins did not move.The fire had grown massive. The roof was beginning to collapse. Small explosions echoed from within.

Thom had just stepped into his new house in the Amex Elite Housing Complex when a loud commotion greeted him before any words of welcome. Boisterous laughter, the clatter of plates, footsteps pacing back and forth, and the aroma of cooking blended into one. The living room that had been neat this morning was now filled with more than thirty relatives. No one truly paid attention to Thom’s arrival. A few people glanced at him briefly, then returned to their own business. As if he were merely a guest who happened to pass by. Madam Yosie stood in the middle of the room while carrying Shenina. “Oh, just continue!” Madam Yosie said loudly when she realized Thom had come home. “No need to care about who just arrived!” Several people laughed in agreement. The activity resumed. Some opened the refrigerator, some stirred pots, others commented on the house decorations. Jasmine, who had been standing in the corner of the room, immediately hurried over to Thom. Her face was pale, her

Thom looked at the young man calmly before finally answering, his voice steady, not provoked by the threatening tone from earlier. “I’m not causing trouble,” he said flatly. “This is my house. I have the right to come home here. And it’s natural for me to be surprised because my house is filled with many people without my knowledge.” Some of the relatives who had been so loud earlier now exchanged glances. No one could refute that logic. Thom continued, still in the same calm tone. “However, it’s fine,” he said. “You’re right that you are Shenina’s relatives.” He glanced briefly at his daughter who was still in Madam Yosie’s arms. “I did plan to hold a housewarming party this week. I just didn’t expect it to happen without my permission,” Thom said. He paused for a moment, then gave a light shrug. “But fine. Just enjoy what’s available.” His words sounded like a compromise. As if he chose not to prolong the issue. Precisely because of that, some people began to look awkward.