It took Ziner ten whopping minutes just to accept the reality with gritted teeth. All the students escaped unscathed! They even took the beast with them!
His eyes darted around the room and landed on the broken pieces of the table. A vein bulged out in his forehead as he waved his hand and all the pieces started hovering.
Among the pieces, Ziner eyed the small broken square-shaped container that was used to store the excess blood spilled on the table.
He grabbed the container it was broken and only a few dribbles of blood were left inside.
Ziner cursed under his breath and put it inside his storage ring. With a loud exhale, he turned around to look at everyone when he sensed a weak breath under the debris.
With a frown, Ziner waved his hand and the large rocks around the room started floating. His eyes narrowed at the barely alive red-haired man lying under a boulder.
"Larry..?"