Just then, an incredibly powerful aura approached.
Sensing the presence, the crowd looked up to see a figure flying toward them from the back of the student body. He sprinted across the rooftops, reaching the front in just a few breaths.
The youth wore a black academy uniform, and a cold, frigid aura radiated from him, keeping everyone at a distance. His angular face was utterly expressionless, and his dark eyes were as deep as frozen pools. He gripped a pitch-black sword, and the aura surrounding him was so grim that the mere sight of him made people feel uneasy, as if he were steeped in darkness.
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