Professor Rammsteiner stops, and with it comes a stillness and silence that is disconcerting after so long. He looks, gaze travelling from the bowed figure in front of him to the corpse on the ground, and the bloody mess that covers the walls and floor. Professor Rammsteiner had been strong enough to break bone, he notes.

The pressure holding him back had faded. Jade takes a step forward, a little hesitant, then another. Is Professor Rammsteiner going to rip him apart next? He probably deserves it. But the aura of menace around him had faded, and his teacher looks tired more than anything.

"You really are cursed," Jade says quietly, more to himself than anything.