The Martial Unity

Though Leonel's heart was assaulted with a whirlwind of confusion, it didn't show to his face.

'Ten of them… Not overly dangerous but definitely uncontrollable variables… The Chef is most definitely the greatest hazard…'

Unfortunately, the Four-Star Chef was among these white pupil'd individuals. Though he had yet to move from behind his curved bar, Leonel didn't need much of an imagination to think of just how many sharp kitchen knives must be back there.

A few of the Angel Wings helped Conrad up, the tense atmosphere steadily growing.

The white pupil'd individuals didn't move, and neither did they. Leonel would have thought that they were observing them had it not been for the fact their eyes were too vacant. It didn't seem like any thoughts were going through their heads.

But if that was the case, then they should be acting on instinct. So, just what was this instinct?

'They don't want us to leave this room?'

The steadily growing spatial rift to their back waned and growled.

Leonel's eyes widened. He realized in an instant that this sound wasn't from the tear, but rather the groaning of the building as it was being slowly sucked inward.

'Dammit…'

However, even as everyone began to panic, Leonel grew calmer. His rational mind told him that there was a logical progression to all of this, there was a design to it.

First their electricity goes out, second came the spatial tear, then there came these odd mutations to their peers and acquaintances, and now they were being pushed toward this spatial tear.

If the goal was to kill them, why wouldn't these white pupil'd individuals directly attack them? They even had the backing of the Four-Star Chef. However, they chose not to do this.

Just when Leonel was going to resolve him to hop into the spatial tear, a shard of glass flew from the windowsill James had just hung from. It collided with the spatial tear, ripping into pieces with a chilling noise.

No matter how steely Leonel considered himself, he couldn't help but shudder. Is that what would happen to his body if he entered?

'Dammit…' He thought to himself a second time in just as many seconds. '… We have to make it past.'

Leonel knew that James was right about him, he was too soft hearted. He had actually almost made such a reckless decision because he would rather risk himself on a gamble than fight his classmates. But he realized now he couldn't do this, he had to steel his heart.

'Focus on the known commodity.'

set. "Let's

of hesitation, Leonel took a strong step

appeared before the girl more than a head shorter than him. Gritting his teeth and

were, but he

call out to Leonel and stop him. But, it was already too

maybe it was just that she wouldn't be surprised about anything in her current state. Without much thought, she reached forward in a

forward with, he wrapped around to the girls back. He used her own grip against her, pulling the coat across

a flash, the frail girl had her arms tied down by Leonel's coat and

"Let's go!"

to

around the girl

regained her balance quickly with inhuman reflexes, only to slip when her soles touched the

had been the closest to the exit. It was no doubt that they would take advantage of Leonel's actions first. For men

his guilt down. He subconsciously felt that it wasn't their fault, but

these things happened, the members of the Royal Blue, the party goers, and Aina plus her friends had made it to Leonel's side, pushing

still had James over his shoulder with his eyes. The big guy reacted immediately,

roar tore through the commotion, his gaze

go cold. He suddenly regretted his previous actions. However, what he regretted wasn't the fact he threatened James' life, but rather that he hadn't taken control of the white pupil'd girl before Leonel got to her. He had been the closest

time to worry about Conrad's thoughts. The white pupil'd individuals were just an afterthought. What really shook him to his core was the spatial tear. He hadn't felt that death was this close since the first time he sky-dived from his Paradise

all his calculations, he had forgotten one

"Dammit, they're everywhere!"

shouted from the staircase. His words were like the whisper of the grim reaper to Leonel's

account that if such odd occurrences were happening on his floor, how could

the stairway and slamming the door shut behind him, Leonel looked forward with a grim expression. The problem was worse than he had first believed. On

were far dimmer here due to a lack of windows and the fact the power was still out, so they almost looked like floating

way down

broken bones on the line on the football field, but it was another thing entirely to have death

He still hadn't shed the stigma of his profession. He still hadn't heard Aina's

the dim light, she had

shy in the face of his naked adoration, but she was the only one who seemed capable of continuing

leaning of the building grew fiercer. By now, Leonel knew it was already too

banging on the door came from behind him. With each passing moment, it grew fiercer before it suddenly

probably been sucked in first due to the open window. There were no large windows in the stairway, nor were any of them broken