"Clear your mind... Clarisma!!"

As Yuria’s divine power spread, the overwhelming fear that had been crushing everyone began to dissipate. The student council members, who had felt as if even breathing was forbidden, prepared for battle without hesitation.

Their opponent was the nun before them—Elicia, the Apostle of the Heretics.

Shartia felt as if she were staring into a bottomless abyss. She slapped her own cheek and turned her head to snap herself out of it.

Smack!

"Get a hold of yourself...!"

There was no time. She needed to use the artifact as quickly as possible to call for reinforcements …