Girl's Residence, Astralis Arcanum
The girls' residence was in chaos.
Shattered stone. Burning banners. Screams mixed with the clash of steel and spellfire.
At the one corner of it—
Maera Stormheart.
Her dark purplish-black hair whipped wildly behind her as she moved. Olive-gold eyes—sharp, Wolf like Ears and bushy wolf like tail slit like a predator's—burned with fierce focus. Red clawed gauntlets covered her hands, the metal edges gleaming with wild red mana.
A hooded attacker lunged at her—
She caught his wrist mid-swing.
Twist.
Crack.
Her knee drove into his ribs.
Her clawed gauntlet tore through his chest like paper.
She didn't slow down.
Another came from the side—she ducked, spun, and ripped across his throat in one fluid motion.
The girls' residence courtyard was one of the most chaotic zones in the academy. Students fought desperately. Professors clashed with higher-level attackers in some distance, explosions shaking the air.
