The battlefield was far from over.
Kaelen, Lila, and Morris stood amidst the ruins of the Dragonyx group, their breathing heavy yet steady as their resolve is unshaken.
But the moment Althea fell…
The entire battlefield shifted.
The hunters became the hunted.
A dangerous gleam flickered in the eyes of nearly every remaining competitor.
They could smell blood.
Hundreds of competitors, all from different academies and noble families, turned their sights toward the trio.
Among them—
The Devouring King and the elite forces of Valen Military Academy, their weapons drawn.
Battle-ready warriors from the Dawning of Magic Academy, their spell circles glowing.
Power-hungry noble heirs and Royal chosens like Alaric and the rest, licking their lips at the opportunity.
They all wanted one thing—
The multicolored fruits left behind by the Dragonyx family which is a large amount for a such a family to have.
And Kaelen's group was the biggest obstacle left.
