Chapter 18: Never
The air turned frigid—not from Bianca's magic, but from something far darker: bloodlust. The events that had transpired reminded everyone present of many things. All lessons, they weren't prepared to learn.
Wealth, status, connections—none of it mattered inside a dungeon break.
Even survival was uncertain; their savior could just as easily become their executioner.
Upbringing meant nothing—their dignity lay shattered, confidence gone, and sanity on the verge of collapse. Student, teacher, it made no difference. And the realization broke them.
They weren't looking for justice. Only someone to hate.
"YOU... JUST WHAT THE HELL DID YOU IDIOTS DO?!"
The survivors, they all smelled blood.
At Tessa's roar, the elephant in the room began to go wild.
Moments ago, survival was all that mattered. But now that the monster's gaze turned elsewhere... they felt rage.
Bianca who saw the entire group turn on its members scoffed in derision.
Typical. Humans have been vile, cowardly bastards, long after I was born, and they shall continue to do so long after I am dead.