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Someone is vomiting in the back row, but I can’t peel my eyes away from Professor North.
Or mentally admit I’m turned on by this vibe of overpowering dominance he’s executing just by stating facts about his accomplishments.
“There are days where they’ll be safe days. Meaning that when you arrive at school, there’s no risk of you being killed. That will go in place from tomorrow until Thursday night. I’d suggest, if you survive today’s class, to take advantage of those days to gain more knowledge, purchase or upgrade the weapons of your choice, and make alliances if possible.”
Okay, this is getting frightening.
At the same time, I’m a bit exhilarated about what we could go through to survive.
“Again, we will dive into all of that later. I will gladly answer questions during our class today if our situation allows us.”
A whistle from the door has us acknowledging Professor Blackbird. He’s not looking at the pile of student remains.
Oh, no… he’s looking straight at me.
“Miss Guinevere. Since when do you wear the same glasses as Professor North?”
It’s the most random question to ask, but I’m sure everyone is waiting for my answer.
Especially Professor North.
“I borrowed them,” I lie and point to my glasses on my face. “Some jock named Josh was hitting on me this morning, and when things went haywire, my glasses broke.” I point to Professor North. “Professor North kindly felt pity for my blind in the morning self and allowed me to borrow his so I could get to class.”
Professor Blackbird is all smiles as he casually walks into the room and manages to avoid the pile with one easy, long step.
It’s crazy that he’s wearing all-white, when he’s next to his professional counterpart of all black.
“Wow. Professor North has a heart today,” Professor Blackbird gasps and looks at him. “I guess with you being the first student to complete the initiation trials, you should get some advantages,” he announces gleefully and claps his hands three times.
No one knows what that kindles, but Professor Blackbird only further smiles.
“You can request to know what your bonuses are later, Miss Guinevere,” he announces and looks at Professor North. “Can we go now? The janitor needs to clean up before D’Angelo comes here and barks our ears off on how we don’t respect him and all that foolishness.”
“Can’t you try to be more professional?” Professor North inquires with an arched eyebrow.
“Why?” Professor Blackbird gives the cutest innocent look. “Most of them are going to die, anyway. I’ll admit, I know a few may survive effortlessly. I have bids on Miss Guinevere and anyone on her team.”
It’s like they want everyone to hate and target me.
“Professors, you’re setting me up for failure here,” I point out and even have my index finger in the direction of Josh’s group. “They’re already mad I killed their captain.”
“Wh-What! Why are you bringing us into this?”
“‘Cause I want to,” I conclude. “Maybe you’ll die faster, so more smart students survive this culling.”
None of them can argue with me.
Professor Blackbird chuckles.
“If you guys learned to be as nonchalant as Miss Guinevere, maybe we’ll break a record of survivors this round.” He claps his hands once.
“We’re on a time limit, so there’s no point in any questions. You’ll find out what happened in the school courtyard and at the door of this classroom once we’ve teleported to Nephilim. That’s the reason why I’m attending today’s class with Professor North. If you don’t agree with that, I don’t care.”
Wow! He’s direct and merciless.
“Form a group of six now and stay together until we arrive in Nephilim. I will teleport us all at random, so don’t waste anyone else’s time. We will explain the requirements of today’s class upon arrival, but until then, prepare yourselves because you’re ‘bout to learn the first lesson of Nephilim Malevolence University.”
“What’s the first lesson titled?” someone has the bold guts to ask.
