I couldn't believe that we were back at Slavonika Academy. But the thing I couldn't believe the most was how much the Academy has changed since the last time we were here.
The walls were scratched and there were blood stains on the floor. Students were still wearing their uniforms (blue pants, white shirts and red blazers), but they were also carrying weapons, such as knives, axes, hammers, swords and sabers. I even saw some vilas walking around with rogs tied to their belts.
That's why I was not surprised when I saw Starosta Volkova looking older than ever before, her hair a complete mess and her eyes shooting poisonous arrows at me and at Nevena. I couldn't really blame her, but I still wished she would leave us alone.
“Leave us," she commanded the rest of the vukodlaks that took us f
