It was a student no one had ever paid attention to before—a quiet boy named John."Man," John said softly, his voice remarkably calm, almost bored, as he looked around at the ruined courtyard and the dead mercenaries. "You guys are making way too much noise. People are trying to sleep in the east dorms.""Get out of here, kid!" Mr. Windgate barked, barely glancing at him. "Unless you want to die with them!"John stopped walking. He slowly raised his head, revealing sharp, brilliant blue eyes that seemed to glow in the dark."I hate dark energy," John murmured softly. "It smells like rot."WHOOSH!Without warning, a blinding pillar of fire erupted from John’s body! But it wasn't the dark void, nor was it Lashley's white Neutral energy.It was cosmic fire—but completely, utterly blue.The entire courtyard went completely dead silent. Lashley’s jaw dropped in absolute, speechless shock. Baron, sitting in the mud, stared at the newcomer with wide, disbelieving eyes."Another one?!" Mr. Wi

The private room inside the medical wing was quiet, save for the steady, rhythmic beep of the heart monitor connected to Mike’s bed. Sunlight streamed through the tall window, casting a warm glow over Juliana as she sat on a wooden chair, holding a damp cloth to Mike’s forehead.Baron stood near the foot of the bed, his hands resting in his pockets, his torn shirt replaced by a clean Defender jacket."You're sure he’s going to be okay?" Juliana asked softly, her eyes flicking up to meet Baron’s."The Healers said his internal meridians are stable," Baron replied, his voice low. "Lashley pulled the dark void out before it reached his heart. He just needs time."Juliana let out a long sigh, leaning back in her seat. She looked at Baron, her brows furrowing as she remembered the chaos from the previous night. "Baron... back in the courtyard... you said Mr. Windgate and Matt were winning until someone else stepped in. Who was it?"Baron took a step closer, his expression growing dead seri

Morning broke over Tuntadel University, but the crisp morning air brought little comfort to the quiet campus. Two days had passed since the brutal courtyard siege, yet the shattered pillars, scorched grass, and lingering scent of dark smoke served as a constant reminder of how close the school had come to complete destruction.Inside the grand assembly hall, hundreds of students packed the rows of wooden benches, their hushed, nervous whispers creating a constant buzz of tension.Baron stepped up to the wooden podium at the center of the stage, flanked by Juliana. Behind them sat Vice-Chancellor Lashley, looking stoic and composed, alongside John, who leaned back in his chair with his hands casually stuffed into his pockets. Near the side entrance, Mike leaned heavily on a wooden walking cane, his face still pale from his near-fatal encounter with Matt’s dark void, but his eyes burning with quiet resilience.Baron gripped the edges of the podium, his voice echoing clearly through the

Night fell fast over Tuntadel University, wrapping the dense pine woods near the eastern boundary in pitch-black shadows.The rain had stopped, but the damp earth gave off a cold, heavy mist. Mike walked slowly along the dirt path, leaning on his wooden cane, taking deep breaths of the cool night air to soothe his aching chest meridians.He didn't notice the silent shadow crouching high in the pine trees above him.Donald clutched a glowing black dagger in his hand, his eyes burning with lethal malice as he tracked Mike’s slow steps from above."You should have died in the courtyard, traitor," Donald whispered under his breath, leaning forward to leap.Donald lunged from the branch, channeling a concentrated surge of dark void energy directly into his blade, driving it straight toward the back of Mike’s neck!BOOM!Before the dark blade could even touch a strand of Mike’s hair, a blinding wave of violent violet fire erupted from the bushes!The sheer thermal force of the blast struck

The Central Council Chamber degenerated into total chaos. Shouts and violent arguments echoed off the high stone walls as student factions clashed over the sudden removal of Baron’s presidency.In the middle of the roaring chamber, Baron stood under the harsh spotlight, completely unfazed by the noise around him. He took two calm steps forward, looking directly up at the elevated desk where Dr. Collins sat."I demand an official courtroom hearing," Baron declared.His deep voice cut through the shouting like a heavy blade, instantly plunging the entire hall into a dead, shocked silence.Juliana’s mouth fell open in utter disbelief. She gripped Samuel’s arm, her eyes wide with shock. "A courtroom audience? Is he out of his mind?!"Up on the high podium, Dr. Collins froze, staring down at Baron as if the boy had suddenly spoken an ancient, alien language. Collins let out a cruel, mocking laugh, shaking his head in sheer disbelief."A courtroom hearing?!" Collins sneered, leaning over hi