Chapter 135: With Us or Against Us
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The air inside the Lunar Crest Academy auditorium had shifted into something primal.
Once filled with murmuring students and skeptical whispers, it was now a battleground smeared with blood, cracked tiles, and lifeless bodies.
The moment Aveline, The Ghosthound, screamed her challenge, chaos had exploded.
"Battle formation!!" Magnus Thorn had roared, and instantly, the academy’s most elite enforcers, the head trainers, high ranking instructors, and battle class professors, rallied around him and Astrid Voss.
But it wasn’t enough.
It was never going to be enough.
Aveline moved like she had no bones, just wrath and muscle memory. Her limbs twisted and bent at inhuman angles, moving faster than eyes could track. Her pale hair lashed behind her like a wild banner of death. The moment a staff member approached, they were either flung aside like dolls or torn apart with her bare hands.
One man tried to swing a silver chain at her. She caught it, wrapped it around his throat, and twisted so hard his neck cracked.
A woman tried to cast a binding sigil, Aveline appeared behind her before she even finished the first rune and tore through her stomach like paper.
She wasn’t fighting.
She was decimating.