Veya couldn't hold it back anymore as large tears streamed down her face. Her body trembled while the rest of the students remained silent.
On this day, one of them had been brave enough to lay down his life for their sake.
Not only were they shocked, but they were also disgusted with themselves.
They had only stood there and watched.
Not a single one of them stepped forward to help.
They had simply accepted it.
And now…
…he was dead.
Just as they began blaming themselves and falling into despair, someone suddenly landed from the sky.
Bam!
Their eyes widened in shock.
Azar was still alive.
But barely.
His body was thin and hollow, and he was completely unconscious.
Yet he was being carried in Tofan's arms.
Drip.
Drip.
At first, the students rushed toward Teacher Tofan, but slowly, their steps came to a halt as their expressions twisted in horror.
"Teacher… Tofan?" Veya called out shakily.
Hearing this, Tofan turned toward them.
