~Third Person P.O.V~
The shadows in Miss Krystal's lecture hall slowly began to twist and turn, morphing into an incoherent mass in the center of the room, taking the black-garbed woman by surprise, she clawed her hands and assumed a defensive position, expecting the worst.
Suddenly, the shadows parted revealing a figure covered in unknowable darkness, a slightly bruised Ashley and Leo, a panicking Colin, and a severely wounded Apollo.
"Mother protect us.." Krystal's hauntingly glowing blue eyes went wide at the sight as she whispered to herself under her breath, closing the distance in the blink of an eye, moving so fast the flowers resting in floating vases above her lecture hall were disturbed by the changing wind currents, forcing a few of their petals to fall off.
"One of you, call Ezra!" She commanded, her eyes glaring at the wounded man, her gaze seemingly climbing up and down the man's figure.