as already mov
w feet away in the middle of the great hall, its face hidden under a heavy hood, shado
athered around its fingers, crackl
lar. There was nowhere to go. Hundreds of students were s
e moved in
nce and she fell hard against the pillar
le
his back to her, his shoulders tense. One hand
ent, nobo
iles was. He was a final year, a ranker, a leader people followed without question. His family name alone made teac
er once looked
il
ice was low, calm, but commandin
er hands shaking. "Why...
e who is trying to kill you," he said, stil
was faster than any stu
st of pure force slammed into the attacker. The entire hall shook,
almost instantly, slidi
ed from the side, his own hands glowing. "
iles and then counter-attacked. Two forces collided and
ckward several steps, his boots scraping the mar
studying him almost curiously. Then
ve doors leading outside and
t hesitate.
think. She ra
screamed behind her, but Amaya
pletely dark, the storm clouds from last night had returned and covered the
nd the old woods behind the school that was
wed the attacke
ing. She could hear them fighting inside
gh the trees, cold and furious. It was a v
me! Who
as a quiet, amused laugh t
tand what you've
idn't r
echoing. "You think you're prote
opped. Marked? W
about her," the stranger
. That w
ngerous in a way that made Amaya shiv
et them when the time comes. And when you do, you wi
rce flashed between the trees so bright A
ght had stopped. The woods we
rees were split in half. The stranger was nowhere to be seen. Only a small clo
r slippers sinking into the mud.
rk hair messy, a small cut on his cheek. W
me," he snapped. "Are you t
ning into frustration. "They said someone knows about m
econd, breathing hard. Then h
stepping closer to him. She could smell rain and something l
" Miles said quietly. "I wante
this was going to
oftened just a fraction. "I didn't know. But when that thi
elling her. "You knew something was going to happen. Yo
seemed unsure of what to
oice lower. "Because someon
y he said her name. No one
she whi
ince the first day you walked into Majesty High, you have had a target on your back
tely different reason now. She should have been scared of h
, as if he realized how close
er. Not even close. But she
Students who normally filled the corridors with laughter and conversation moved quiet
too. Something dark had entered Majesty
, his uniform torn. "Everyone to clas
Students began
Miranda, who grabb
forbidden woods? With Miles?" Miranda hissed.
t they were saying
at did t
e was listening. "They said someone cal
walking, her f
ould say more,
a was already seated at th
d. "You look like you saw a ghost. And why are you cove
Because everyone keeps saying that
d with curiosity. "Wh
side and lowered her voice. "An
m door to make sure the teacher
said something... he said 'the boss
at her for
ispered, "A
es prote
. "Miles? The Miles? The one who never talk
d, her cheeks heating up desp
nother moment with a small,
anyone could say more. Prof
"we are going further back than the
ol they knew. The towers looked older, darker, and one entire
forward. "W
rm or another for centuries. This school was not created simply to teach students how to control their a
old drawings of people using fire, w
somewhere to belong,"
ds written in a language Amaya couldn't understand. The image di
Sofia noticed
o? That part isn
" Amaya w
didn't
s of powers - Wind, Water, Earth, Blood, Metal, Sun, Moon, Sk
re were abilities that appeared only once in history.
around her pen. Her hear
rely a breath. "There was one. On
he
ries the school doesn't l
ries?" Am
students disappeared. No one knows how many because t
chill. "Who
ed. It said the missing students were last seen with so
t ti
rectly at Amaya
hem... The One
an cold. "What
lse disappeared, that person w
question, the lights flickered
l silent. Someone
ghts r
sson, a sentence had appeared. No one had wri
s, written in dr
LD NOT H
chair scraping loudly.
corridor. Slow footsteps, U
d at Sofia,
y afraid for the first time
stopped outsid
pened. No o
he classroom door be
beyond the doorway.
ly as it came, the
ned open, crea
rabbing Amaya's ha
lesson wasn't a history less

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