Kai stared at the student he saved.
He didn't only save the student, but also the student's father.
Now, the father was on the ground, unconscious, making it easier for the student to bring him to safety. But instead of being grateful or saying thank you, the student demanded that he do more.
Sacrifice more.
Even his eyes reflected nothing more than a cold, pragmatic certainty.
One who really believed it was Kai's duty to sacrifice himself.
Another student came from the side; he physically pivoted Kai toward the opposite direction and shoved him forward. "Go on, then. Flare out your mana and run," the student demanded. "Or do you want innocent people to die?"
Kai was baffled.
He was completely at a loss for words.
Since it was their families' lives who were on the line, they should be the ones doing the much-needed distraction, not Kai. But somehow—like they were on an agreement before arriving at the hive—they forced the responsibility onto Kai.
