Kylie inhaled to chant another cheer for Ammiel, whose presence she was really beginning to appreciate now. Kylie didn’t want to look, but she knew, just from the sheer fact that the amount of noise and commotion was decreasing, that some students surely must have… not made it. The very thought chilled her to the bone, but she kept her gaze on Ammiel and remained aware of her surroundings in case anything snuck up on her.

A voice calling out to her pulled her out of her small trance. It didn’t belong to Ammiel, who was still fighting vigorously. It coming from… It looked like another student, a boy, who was standing near another girl, who Kylie assumed was also a student. They seemed to be faring well amidst the chaos. The girl seemed to have summoning capabilities. The boy, on the other hand, she couldn’t tell what exactly his powers were. He seemed to be able to apply forces on objects without touching them. Interesting.

"Hey there! You doing alright?” he called out to her, waving his hand.

“Just dandy!” she called back, but she suddenly shrieked when some juice coming from a monster Ammiel just slashed at splattered on her exposed legs. Thankfully none landed on her actual clothing.

“Gross…” she squealed, looking down at her legs. She didn’t dare touch the dark liquid.

“Duck!” Ammiel bellowed. Kylie looked up with a gasp and did as she was told. Ammiel dived over her head and impaled a monster right above the jaw that had been standing right behind her, about to smack her with a powerful punch.

“Oh [i]God[/i],” she whispered to herself, her heart pounding out of her chest. Ammiel pulled his sword out and thrust the monster to the side with its hilt. “That was close.”