Time flowed.

It had just passed noon, and as the hour neared late afternoon, the thick stench of blood lingering in the forest remained, but the intense murderous aura and hostility that had filled the air began to slowly subside.

This was the so-called lull.

The screams of the cadets, which had echoed endlessly, gradually diminished.

By the time the sun began to set, the situation had finally come under control.

It had been an unexpected and massive attack.

Yet, amusingly, the attack was quelled before a full day had even passed.

But that wasn’t the most surprising part.

After …