_Zephyr’s POV_
I didn’t feel the pain at first. I just felt frozen. My hand was outstretched, waiting to be stabbed. My eyes were shut so tight it hurt, but nothing came. No sharp pain. No warm blood. Nothing.
Only silence.
Then, a loud voice reached my ears. “What do you think you’re doing?”
I opened my eyes slowly. Sian had stopped, his hand frozen mid-air with the pen in it. The anger on his face started to fade and was quickly replaced by fear. Everyone turned to the direction of the voice.
Standing at the end of the hallway was a woman in a long black coat. Her shoes clicked against the tiled floor as she walked towards us like she owned the whole school. Her hair was tied up, her eyes piercing like two sharp blades. It was Professor Virella.
Every student in the hallway, even t
