The hall was packed with people.
Dozens of students stood shoulder to shoulder, whispering nervously to one another.
Professors lined the sides of the massive room, some with folded arms, others with grim faces.
The large circular stage at the front, usually reserved for ceremonies and academic announcements, was now occupied by one person everyone knew… Silas Vega.
They had all been gathered here five days ago to welcome the new first-years.
Back then, the hall had been filled with excitement and laughter.
Now, that same hall felt suffocating.
The difference was like night and day.
He had called a "Summon."
It was one of the most serious alerts an Academy Representative could issue.
A Summon could override every schedule, pulling every student, professor, and even the principal into the central hall.
It was only meant for emergencies and right now, it seemed that this was an emergency unlike any other.
