The misty white aura of Stanley's mana wafted in the air towards him with the help of the mana siphoning ability the system granted him. He closed his eyes in deep pleasure and threw his head backwards, reveling in the sweet sensation mana consumption gave him.
He must admit, he'd missed that feeling. He stood on the spot, trying to savor the moment amidst the chaos. The noise had pierced and risen as he hit the students' true triggers. They could call him sorts of petty names, but what stood out was "a cursed monster."
Eric almost laughed, wondering how it came to be that he'd gotten such an intimidating nickname when it was clear he hadn't done anything. He couldn't come to terms with their weird beliefs.
"Stanley had died because he had a duel with him."
"He'd laid a curse on him, that walking evil."
"He's come to disrupt the academy!"
"Never has Azuren Heart had 201 students. He just had to disrupt the balance.
