When the light faded, the corridor was a mess.
The walls were scorched and cracked.
The floor had deep claw-shaped gouges carved into it.
Several students who had been caught near the edge of the attack were groaning on the ground, their bodies crackling with residual lightning.
Two of them had already been eliminated, their figures glowing faintly before vanishing as the island's magic registered their defeat.
Adrian landed in a crouch, breathing heavily. His sword was still in his hand, but his clothes were slightly singed.
He looked at Gray with a mix of shock and frustration.
'That one technique… it broke through everything at once... besides, isn't that the technique that from Curry? Did he... copy it after seeing it once in the colosseum?!' his eyes widened in realization and horror.
'If he did... he even improved it... fuck.'
Maelis stood nearby, her gravity magic flickering as she tried to stabilize herself. Her eyes were wide as she stared at the destruction.
