Instructor Rutherford walked up to the students, his expression calm and composed. Sensing him approach, they all turned to him regardless of their condition.
Seeing the swollen faces of the majority of the students, even the man felt a pang of sympathy towards them.
Surveying their condition, he allowed the silence to fester for some time before he spoke.
"Since the causality rate has gone up and many students have been robbed of their fighting ability, you are given the rest of the day as a break."
"The raid resumes tomorrow morning and every kill made during your break would not be counted. Is that clear?"
Several students sighed in relief, plopping to the ground in tiredness.
They had never expected the situation to be this dire, but they were glad they had survived.
Instructor Rutherford left quietly, his back fading into the distance.
Hazel rolled her weary shoulders, her gaze focused.
