Chapter 32: Terrifying Happiness
’Third and fourth place?’ Azrael blinked in disbelief. He’d taken down plenty of Twisted monsters—but outscoring both schools? That was no small feat.
Of course, a part of him supposed the reason for that ranking was because he had killed several members of the opposing school, but since there was no way to confirm that assumption, all he could do was guess.
He might even have been happy at the news, finally being able to report something positive to Seyra. Unfortunately, however, he wasn’t in a good mood. The clear difference in power between him and Seraphina still lingered fresh in his mind.
He had come a long way, but he had much more to go.
The confusion on the faces of the young Chosen was evident upon hearing the unfamiliar names. Seeing that Iris smirked and gestured with her chin toward the bloody duo.
All eyes followed her gesture, stopping at them.
"Those two beat us?
"Wait, they are members of the Moon Breakers?"
"I’ve seen the big one, but what about the one sitting on the ground undisturbed?"
"I didn’t hear a second name, he isn’t a part of any clan, nor does he have a family!"
"Doesn’t that mean he grew up in the slums?"
"God, how did I lose to them? I have tainted my clan’s reputation!"