Bab 56: The Chaos

I staggered to my feet, my head still spinning from the explosion.

Around me, the scene was a nightmare—fire and chaos had replaced the quiet, tranquil camp.

The enchanted orbs flickered in and out, casting eerie shadows across the devastated area.

Students ran in all directions, some desperately trying to help their injured friends, others frozen in shock.

The guards, both human and elven, were already in action, forming defensive perimeters and scanning for any sign of further threats.

The elven envoy was clustered together, surrounded by the royal guards who were already drawing their weapons.

Meanwhile, Lysaster was discussing something with the crown prince Alaric, maybe about safety measures.

I called him out.

"Senior Frostbourne. Can we talk for a bit?"