ZURI

It was pure chaos. The Academy was burning. Fire licked up the buildings, smoke choking the air. Students screamed. Monsters tore through the crowds.

The exits were blocked. Anyone who tried to escape, died.

“They’re trapping them,” Adrian said.

“I know,” I said. “I saw it, but we need a way to handle them.”

“I might have an idea,” Eza said, handing each of us some kind of contraption. “Each of these have about five rounds. Just stab and ...