"Hand over your blades," the man said as soon as sagiri stepped into the carriage. His name was Molwa. It was surprising and odd how they had not run into any instructor inside and outside the central Pentagon. As if Molwa had chosen the perfect time to get him out. It even sounded more quiet than usual as if every instructor had suddenly been summoned somewhere else. sagiri handed over his blades. He was sitting in the back seat with the guy who had the commander's sash, facing each other. well other than the fact that sagiri had closed his eyes and pushed his senses out in conscious slumber.
"I knew Red wanted to set us up on a suicide mission that day. I mean, with a psychopath leading this school, there was no chance of getting out alive. So I just asked for a favour I was owed," Molwa continued as if he had outsmarted the entire Galka War Academy. So it meant that ten intruders had broken in that day instead of eight.
