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The world keeps on changing despite another's will. Yes, that was correct. Chunji highly doubted that the likes of him and others in the class would have been allowed to attend in normal circumstances, only by the High Bishop's decree that people, regardless of background, were to join based on talent, merit, and ethos. Alto's words did nothing to assuage Chunji's thoughts.

What was more prominent and painful were Davil's attempts to psych himself up. It was a powdered ship waiting to blow in the middle of the sea. There was an audible sigh as Chunji could already tell where this was heading. Timidity only weakened the inner self, and Davil was a prime example. While their intentions were good, Davil's emotional essence was weakened at this moment as he had experienced a moment of isolation amongst peers. It probably didn't help that Chunji also added his own commentary.

Another unneeded statement from Ms. Steeler's contrarian self, and Chunji would make another mental note of it until the room started to change. Chunji's senses were piqued as multiple stimuli invaded the room. Flutes, vines, heat, and soon darkness. 

The barrier Chunji had erected was now put to a test to see if it was under what seemed like the weight of the world thrust upon it. Chunji gritted his teeth, mostly out of surprise, as the area around him changed. Light filtered through the area around them, and as Chunji opened his eyes, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. 

A forest.

Chunji involuntarily frowned at the location as memories of his childhood flooded back into his brain. Alto was proclaiming their first achievement until he realized one student shared a different result than the rest. Chunji lowered his eyes to see the very much crumpled-up Davil. Without healing magic, Davil's arm would have needed to be placed into a cast for a couple of months if left alone, and not to mention his internal organs must've disagreed with the method of transportation judging by the bile.

Otis would tend to Davil's wounds. They held a bridge that Chunji lacked, so it would likely be better for Otis to tend to him. Otis was probably better at healing magic than Chunji. Though Chunji wanted to divert his attention to something else, Chloe suddenly ran up in a panic. That wasn't good. Worse comes to worse, Chloe might cause Davil to panic and cause more injuries to himself.

"Ms. Steeler, if you have nothing to say other than the apparent, then I'd suggest that silence would be better," Chunji said as he walked up to the two. Kneeling before the incapacitated classmate, Chunji decided some magic was in order.

March. The Seventh Day. Rooster.

March for the strength and rebirth of spring. Associated with the seventh day would equate the number to two. Two was the first even number, which made it stable. Rooster for the its cry of rebellion.

Occult Magic involved superstition and belief. As mentioned before, it worked similarly to divine magic but completely different. While divine magic beliefs in a singular source, the occult operated on a broader scale. The natural forces, the numerical meanings, the supernatural powers, and the many denounced deities.

Any person can find something spiritual and demonic as long as they can look deep into it. Some had construed it as something more substantial from a strike of lightning that struck fear in the hearts of the many. A warning from nature? A sign of rebirth? A justification from a god? It could mean anything, but at the end of the day, it was up to the diviner to divine the meaning.

"鸡年，三月七日. 续订."

Chunji's hands glowed, and he reached over to Davil. The magic Chunji cast dampened any discomfort Davil may have had. Chunji propped up Davil's head in a firm hold so that he wouldn't choke on his bile and locked eyes with him. He needed Davil to focus on him. "Davil, I need you to listen to me closely and follow as I say. Breath in." Once four seconds had passed, Chunji would tell him to exhale. It was a simple breathing exercise to calm down people. "Good. You're doing well." Chunji said regardless of what was happening.

Otis would have to find out if there were any magical anomalies within Davil. Chunji focused on what he could do in the physical aspects. The spell Chunji cast earlier went wrong, but Chunji didn't know what had gone wrong.

Well, he did what he could. Other than preventing Chloe from worsening the situation, Chunji wanted to form the camaraderie he had been thinking about earlier. Even if he flunked up here and there, a relationship was better than no relationship.

Chunji hadn't dared to use Heal yet, so it was up to Otis to heal him.

"KYAGAHAHAAHAHAHA"

Now that was a new feeling! The share pain as both her and the hulkphants bones cracked into each other. However, it did not last long as she was immediately swatted off of her prey by a jealous suitor. "If you wanted to dance, you should've just asked!" A craze cry came from Shun as she fended off the assaulting chimera. Though she blinked when she found herself rid of the beast.

Ah, it was playing wing man. A grin appeared on her face and tears were shed. Such intense friendship and camaderie. "I wonder how you'll feel at the funeral," Shun wiped off some of the tears off her face. The hulkphant was bigger, slower to her which only excaberated its hampered movement. Shun on the other hand was as top Honda. Raising her legs up in the air, Shun entered overdrive.

Whatever drop was left inside her motor heart, it shot forward straight at the behemoth's skull. The fact that it raised its head to stomp at her only served as a way to give her a better angle for its head.

If this did kill the hulphant, she wondered how she'd deal with the other two. The Wolfbear was still around and long-tail was still lurking in the shadows. Perhaps making them into a kebab would fill the emptiness, yes, it would.

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