"stop right there, young man... class is still ongoing."

    the professor''s firm voice echoed through the classroom, stopping some of the murmurs as damon marched toward the door.

    damon didn''t even flinch, his steps resolute. his hunger was unbearable, gnawing at him like a parasite. he wasn''t just leaving to escape the professor''s lecture—he was escaping himself.

    if his shadow''s hunger reached 90%, he wouldn''t just be a problem for the professor; he''d be a threat to everyone in the room. and he wasn''t nai?ve. the same professor who now ordered him to stop would undoubtedly move to kill him if he transformed into a monster.

    the door was tantalizingly close, but just as he reached out to push it open, it slammed shut on its own. damon''s stomach sank.

    "did you not hear me? class is still ongoing. or at the very least, explain yourself—or else..."

    the words hung in the air like a threat.

    "or else what?"

    damon turned his head slightly, his face half-shadowed. his hunger made him reckless, amplifying his aggression. it was like being drunk—his judgment clouded, his patience nonexistent.

    "what are you going to do, professor? attack me? sure, go ahead!"

    the venom in his voice startled the class. murmurs rippled through the students.

    "has he gone crazy?"

    "he must be drunk or something."

    "that bastard really wants to die."

    "what do you expect from a commoner? no manners, no discipline."

    the professor raised a hand, silencing the growing chatter with an air of authority. his displeasure was evident as he stared at damon.

    professor alfred was known for his calm demeanor, but now there was a glint of disdain in his eyes. he had once held some hope for damon when he first enrolled but had long since deemed him a disappointment.

    "quiet down, everyone," he said. his voice was controlled, but his words dripped with condescension.

    "i won''t stop you, damon. it would be unbecoming of me, a professor, to fight a student—especially one as weak as you."

    damon''s fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms. the insult stung more than it should have.

    the professor smirked slightly, continuing,

    "so, i''ll let your peers remind you of your place. perhaps this will teach you some humility. next time, pay attention in class so you don''t end up as a glorified disappointment."

    damon turned fully, his vision narrowing as his anger surged. for a moment, he considered lunging at the professor, consequences be damned. but before he could act, alfred glanced toward evangeline brightwater.

    "evangeline, take him down."

    evangeline hesitated, biting her lip.

    "i... i don''t think i can beat him, but—"

    before she could finish, leona valefier''s voice cut through like a crack of thunder.

    "i''ll do it!"

    his focus narrowed, and his fury boiled over. he muttered coldly,

    "[5x] to [mana]."

    a surge of raw power coursed through him, boosting his already heightened stats.

    the class, particularly xander ravenscroft and professor alfred, stared in shock. damon wasn''t just surviving; he was holding his ground against leona valefier, a prodigy of the wild continent lothria.

    damon reached her in a heartbeat. leona didn''t back away—hand-to-hand combat was her forte. her claws extended, and her mana surged as she threw a punch. damon, half-consumed by his shadow''s hunger, raised his elbow to block. sparks flew on impact, numbing his arm with searing pain.

    the pain only fueled his fury. with a snarl, he retaliated, aiming a punch at her. leona dodged, but damon opened his hand mid-strike, turning it into a grab. his fingers clamped around her head, and with a predatory growl, he hurled her to the side.

    leona stumbled, hitting the ground with a thud as gasps rippled through the class.

    "no way! did he just push leona valefier?"

    "how did he even do that?"

    "a human overpowering a beastkin in physical combat? without a single class advancement?"

    xander narrowed his eyes, analyzing every move.

    "body enhancement and reinforcement magic," he muttered to himself. "that''s the only explanation."

    damon didn''t hear the murmurs. his focus was singular. he charged at leona, who shifted to a defensive stance. her technique was flawless, but fighting damon was like battling a wild beast. he fought with raw instincts, his every move fueled by the primal desire to kill and devour.

    leona could feel his killing intent—it was suffocating.

    she leapt backward, landing near the classroom door. her lips curved into a thin smile, excitement glowing in her golden eyes. lightning gathered around her as she prepared a devastating spell.

    "[thunder clap]."

    a storm of crackling destruction engulfed the room, swallowing damon whole in its furious energy.

    professor alfred moved, ready to intervene, but hesitated as a figure emerged from the cloud. damon burst through the storm, his uniform scorched and his body bruised, but his predatory smile remained. in his hand, a sphere of raw, destructive shadow mana pulsed with terrifying power.

    he was inches from leona in an instant, aiming the orb straight at her face.

    leona''s eyes widened in fear. she could see it clearly—death in his cold, unwavering gaze. damon''s shadow had no hesitation, no mercy.

    but in that final moment, a flicker of humanity broke through the haze. damon shifted his hand slightly, and the shadow orb veered past her, obliterating the door behind her in a deafening explosion.

    the room fell silent, the class too stunned to react.

    damon stepped back, wobbling slightly. his head hung low as he muttered under his breath,

    "lucky..."

    without another word, he staggered out of the classroom, leaving the shattered remains of the door behind him.

    professor alfred''s face was a mix of shock and confusion. xander ravenscroft''s expression, however, was darker.

    ''since when did that commoner possess this kind of power?''

    he needed to ask marcus and his other lackeys after they finished serving their punishment.

    damon wandered through the halls, his hunger clawing at him once more. this time, it was stronger. he was lucky he''d regained control, but next time, he might not be so fortunate.