"What now?" Seris Moonlight asked.
Phoenix paused, analyzing the situation before responding.
"For now, we need to leave before reinforcements arrive. But…"
He cast a glance across the battlefield, now littered with corpses—and the crows that had found a lavish feast.
"You're thinking of looting the bodies, aren't you? Professor Phoenix, what happened to your manners? Hehe~"
Aegon chuckled from behind the group, calmly cleaning his sword. Like Phoenix, he looked untouched by the battle.
"Looting?" several students echoed, reacting in a mix of shock and discomfort.
Some looked disgusted, hesitant. Others remained impassive.
Overall, the idea of tampering with the dead was foreign to them—repulsive even. They had lived far from such grim realities.
"We're low on supplies. Right now, acquiring resources is a top priority."
Food. Clothing. Weapons. Anything that could improve their chances of survival, even slightly, was worth securing. That was Phoenix's reasoning.
