Kiera frowned faintly, following the trail of blood up the stairs.
'For a student to have lost this much blood, isn't it alarming?'
She felt deeply unsettled, but her instincts drew her closer to the source.
By the time she arrived at the door that led to the rooftop, her breathing was already ragged, and her eyes were shining with perverse hunger.
She pushed the door open, raising her head to look at the arm that was bleeding. She involuntarily gulped.
'Blood…'
She gasped, stepping closer to the hand that belonged to a purple-haired student.
If she had been in her right senses, she would have recognized the student and would have immediately turned around.
Unfortunately, she wasn't.
Apollo stared at her dazed expression with a disgusted look, then nodded.
From behind, Thyla knocked a strong punch into the girl's head, causing her to fall to the ground.
"Argh."
