The deafening explosion outside sent shockwaves rolling through the cavern walls.High above the dark tree canopy, a massive, roaring pillar of emerald green fire erupted into the midnight sky! The violent flames surged higher and higher, illuminating the entire forbidden forest in a brilliant, blinding green glare."What in the world is that?!" James shouted, shielding his eyes from the sudden glare that flooded the mouth of the cave."It's high-level elemental fire!" Loveth declared, her cold voice rising in shock as she turned away from the crystal pillar and sprinted toward the archway. "Father, look at the sky!"Lord Jordan Rockwood’s eyes narrowed into slits. He raised his dark silver staff, his royal robes trailing behind him as he marched toward the cave entrance. "Move out. Now!"Taking the bait completely, Lord Jordan, James, Maya, and Loveth rushed past the threshold of the cave. They didn't stop at the archway—they strode twenty meters out into the open clearing, stepping

The first rays of dawn broke over Tuntadel University, painting the morning sky in pale shades of orange and pink. But there was no warmth in the air. The morning breeze carried a bitter, uneasy chill as students began filtering out of their hostel halls. Before the first bell rang for morning lectures, the Tradition Faction went into action. Baron, Mike, John, Rose, and Ayomide split into small, stealthy pairs, moving swiftly across the campus grounds. They didn't go to the main lecture halls or the dining grounds. Instead, they held emergency secret meetings in quiet corners—the secluded lower courtyard, the back archways of the library, and the empty training arenas. Their targets were the leaders of Tuntadel's neutral and smaller student factions: The Elemental Union, The Iron Guard, and The Scholar Circle. In the shadowed archway behind the old library, Baron and Mike stood face-to-face with Commander Drake of The Iron Guard and Lady Serena of The Scholar Circle. "Baron, why

The cold mountain wind howled through the stone pillars of the Thai sanctuary, but inside the open courtyard, the air felt suffocatingly still. Matt Windgate stared at Grandmaster Yang, his brows furrowed in deep confusion. Beside him, Ferdinand stood perfectly frozen, his sharp eyes narrowing at the old master. "A secret about Baron Colgate?" Matt repeated, letting out a harsh, bitter laugh. "Master, what secret could that low-born weakling possibly have? He’s just a lucky orphan who stumbled into some raw cosmic fire during the Vance war!" "He is no orphan, Matthew," Grandmaster Yang spoke, his voice dry, hollow, and echoing like an ancient gong. "And his cosmic fire was no accident. You think you are fighting a mere boy at Tuntadel, but you are battling a nightmare you created yourself." Ferdinand stepped forward, his tone turning cautious and heavy. "Grandmaster Yang, what are you saying? Speak clearly." Grandmaster Yang slowly raised his withered hand, pointing his long, bony

The heavy oak doors of the grand faculty boardroom slammed shut with a sharp, echoing thud.Inside, the atmosphere was suffocating. The senior members of Tuntadel’s academic board sat around the long mahogany table in absolute, stunned silence. At the head of the table sat Dean Lashley, looking ten years older, his weathered face buried in his hands. Standing near the tall glass windows with his arms tightly crossed was Lord Smith, his jaw clenched so hard a muscle twitched violently in his cheek."Fifty percent?!" Senior Professor Vance shouted, slamming his fist down onto the table so hard the water goblets rattled. "Dean Lashley, are you out of your mind?! How could you sign away half of Tuntadel’s grounds and residential hostels to a black-market syndicate?!""I didn't sign it by choice, Professor Vance!" Dean Lashley raised his head, his voice cracking with a mix of deep exhaustion and bitter defeat. "Do you think I wanted to hand our campus over to the Rockwoods? Do you think I

The heavy oak doors of the grand corridor flew open with a booming crash that shattered the suffocating terror in the air!Baron Colgate stepped through the archway, wearing his Student President sash proudly across his chest. Walking right beside him were John and Rose, their faces turning sharp and furious the exact second their eyes landed on the horrific scene near the fountain.Four crying first-year students were kneeling on the hard floor, blood trickling from Leo's split lip, while James Rockwood stood over them with an arrogant smirk, holding an expulsion decree in one hand and a pen in the other."LOOK!" a student in the crowd gasped. "It's President Baron!""Baron is here!" another voice echoed across the crowded hallway. "He's not going to let James do this!"Baron didn't say a word at first. He didn't even look at the watching crowd. His dark eyes locked straight onto James, his jaw clenching so tight the veins on his neck bulged like thick cables. He strode down the marb