But as he watched the wounded being carried out one by one, he couldn't help but worry. 'What if she's really in there? What if she's seriously injured, waiting to be rescued? What then?'
"Sir, you should trust my abilities, and you should trust Seraphina Sterling's. A fire like this can't contain her! She's your student—you should have faith in her!" Seeing Terrence Grant's dark expression, even Hughes, who had followed him for years, couldn't help but feel a chill. Nevertheless, he steeled himself and stepped forward to reason with him.
Terrence Grant's deep eyes held a suppressed, frantic rage, like those of a wild beast on the verge of frenzy. Hughes didn't dare to imagine what Terrence would do if Seraphina Sterling really died in this fire.
"Get out of my way!" he growled, his deep voice like a beast's roar. At that moment, he would have run down anyone who tried to stop him. Terrence Grant was obstinate; he had to get inside and see for himself.
