Minutes ago…
"So, in other words, shamans were born to fight the corrupted god who had fallen into the depths of hell and crawled its way into our world…" The teacher abruptly trailed off mid-lecture, pausing as a strange energy suddenly flashed across the room.
The burst of energy was invisible—undetectable even to a shaman's eye—but it could be felt. And that feeling made his stomach churn.
The students, on the other hand, perked up at the sudden shift in the atmosphere. Those with higher spiritual sensitivity furrowed their brows.
"What was that?" a student asked.
"I just got chills," murmured another.
"I feel dizzy somehow…" one more said, covering his nose with the back of his hand.
"Class—Class!" the teacher raised her voice and her hand, catching everyone's attention. "Calm down."
