บท 450: Death Of Four

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[Where's Maharajah? He's not replying.]

Phoenix asked on the comms as she ran through a trembling tunnel.

Her eyes were fixed on the road ahead, and her feet were following a path laid out for her.

Unlike usual, she wore her augmented suit in its default look, not needing to be in her best form to face the Templars.

Besides, she didn't want the students tripping over themselves.

While they were considered adults at that age—thanks to factors like increased maturity, intelligence, and the shorter average lifespan of an Earthener—she still saw them as teens, their hormones often spiraling out of control.

[He's likely reached Elijah's cohort by now. His opponent could be giving him some trouble.] 

She raised a brow at Aquila's response. 

[Nah. Those Templar Deacons are too weak, no way he's struggling.] 

A chuckle echoed in her mind.