Back at the Dark Knight Academy, just outside the dormitory building where Magnus, Mystica, and Ariana stood, the air hung still. The carefree gleam in Magnus's eyes vanished the instant Mystica spoke.
"You're joking, right?" he muttered, barely audible.
"I wish I were," Mystica replied grimly. "But I think we just watched Sheila get handed over to Sylvathar… and didn't even realize it."
The atmosphere around Magnus shifted instantly. His expression darkened, eyes narrowing into a dangerous calm. Then, without warning, he turned and slammed his fist into the dormitory wall. A sharp crack echoed across the grounds as spiderweb fractures spread out from the impact, the entire building quivering under the force.
"FUCK!" he roared.
"Magnus, calm down!" Mystica said, startled by the sudden outburst. Ariana flinched, eyes wide in a mix of shock and confusion.
"It's not your fault," Mystica continued quickly. "You couldn't have known."
