Chapter 187: The Same Figure

The chamber fell into an eerie silence after the last of the professors crumbled under Draven's relentless control. The tension, once thick enough to suffocate, now lingered in the air like a fading echo. The three professors—Ardan, Selric, and Ciril—lay sprawled across the stone floor, their once imposing figures reduced to shadows of themselves. Draven, standing at the center of the chaos, observed them with cold detachment. His pens hovered calmly at his side, the energy from the battle dissipating into the stillness.