Chapitre 113: Aftermath [1]

The journey back to the surface took less than a day, but no one rejoiced.

They all walked in silence, following Solomon.

When they emerged from the black hole, the sensation of drowning left many of the cadets nauseous. Some puked and crouched down.

Azriel, however, held himself together as he surveyed the scene, realizing Solomon had been right.

It was chaos.

Dozens of men in black military uniforms rushed about, shouting orders.

Vehicles roared, and healers were scattered among the wounded.

The atmosphere was frantic.

Azriel followed Solomon, leaving Celestina behind as he scanned the area, his anxiety growing.

'Where is he...?'

Thankfully, moments later, two figures appeared before Solomon and Azriel, causing the other cadets—those who had recovered from their nausea—to reel back in shock.

Headmistress Freya and Grandmaster Thomas stood in front of them.

'Good, he got my message…'