Chapter 62: EX 62. Skyfall
Outside, chaos cracked through the sky like thunder.
The demon froze mid-lunge as the barrier containing the cadets—its prize—flickered and vanished before its eyes. Its yellow pupils dilated in disbelief.
"Impossible," it growled, voice low and unsteady.
It tore through the air to the nearest decoy barrier—nothing. Another—still nothing. One after the other, the barriers it targeted were empty, hollow illusions. Not a single cadet remained.
Panic began to rise in the demon’s chest like bile. It spread its senses across the area, casting its awareness like a net. The cadets it had sensed earlier were slipping away, blinking out one by one. One moment they were there. The next—gone, as if reality itself rejected its hunger.
"What is happening?!" the demon roared, claws raking through trees and stone.
And then—crack!
A lightning-coated fist crashed into the side of its face. The world spun. It was flung from the sky and sent smashing into the forest below with an earth-splitting crash. Smoke and dust rose from the impact crater like a storm had landed.
Hovering above, Rebecca Sky’s cold gaze pinned the demon to the ground.
"Isn’t it obvious?" she said, her voice edged with righteous fury. "You’ve lost."
The demon screeched, veins of black lightning surging around its body as it rose in a blind rage. It unleashed its fury on the land, destroying trees, rocks, even the earth beneath its feet—desperately trying to tear the cadets back into existence with sheer force. Its voice cracked and splintered, repeating in a maddened loop: