Chapter 106
Author: Yeshua Yin
last update2025-09-13 23:08:35

The courtyard was silent. The fire had gone, leaving only smoke curling through the broken air. The ground was cracked, the walls scorched, the academy bells silent at last.

At the center of it all, burned deep into the stone, was the mark: the shape of a flame. Norra stared at it, her chest heaving, her tears falling freely.

She fell to her knees, pressing her hands to the mark as though she could pull Aurora back through it. Her voice broke in a whisper. “You can’t be gone… you can’t…”

Around her, the students gathered slowly, their faces pale and hollow. No one spoke. Some were crying quietly, others just staring at the mark in stunned silence. One boy whispered shakily, “She… she saved us.”

A girl beside him wept, clutching her arms. “But she’s gone. She’s really gone.”

Their voices spread like ripples, sorrow echoing across the courtyard. John stood a few steps away, his silver eyes fixed on the mark.

His jaw was tight, his fists clenched, his body trembling with something he c
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