I lock eyes with Garen and try to communicate the urgency without saying a word.
He flicks the back of his hand at me twice. 'Go. Go.'
[Hadal Notoriety +35]
"Sorry, Mr. Azurea."
"Move, Sands."
Veric and I throw ourselves down the hall and start running. Ten minutes at full speed to reach the dorms. At the castle gate, we stop just long enough to top off OXI from a hydration station mounted into the wall. Faster than eating the Scales.
[OXI: 2,175 → 2,500/2,500]
[Scales: 19,513 → 19,500]
Hold on, Rhayne.
By the time we reach the dorms, the scene is chaos.
A crowd of hundreds has wrapped around the building like a human cordon. Nobody coming in, nobody going out. The outer ring is mostly curiosity—students drawn by the noise, pooling around an event they don't fully understand. The inner ring is Freya's people. Tighter posture. Closer to the doors. Watching for any move from the building itself.
Where the hell are the instructors?
I voice it to Veric.
