A young lady walked unhurriedly inside the forest.
At least, that was what most people would assume if they saw her. After all, with the femininity and grace practically oozing out of her body, it would cross no normal person's mind that this beauty was actually a crossdressing boy.
Moreover, what others thought of his fashion choices was the last thing on Vaan Damne's mind right now. He was perplexed—very perplexed. The plan he had meticulously prepared seemed to have encountered a mishap. Worse, it's not clear what exactly this mishap was.
By now, the entire forest should have been dyed with the blood of the students losing their lives at the hands of his followers, as well as the Phantom Soldiers who had been programmed to eliminate them.
But his subordinates were rushing to talk to him through their special communication artifact, and all of them were saying the same thing.
"What is happening?!"
