"Clay!" Vivian, the witch a year above him, hurriedly tried to pull him back, but Clay flung her aside.
"I'm going! I'm going to get closer to the professor!" Clay turned back and said solemnly.
"That's dangerous!" Vivian was clearly far more mature and practical than Clay. She knew full well that witnessing a "miracle" was nowhere near as important as keeping her life.
"Then I die. For a Ravenclaw, that's perfectly normal." Clay said only that before continuing toward the figure suspended in the middle of the office, walking forward one step at a time. His steps were firmer than anyone else's in the world at that moment.
"You damned Ravenclaw!" Vivian's little face had gone pale with anger. She had no other ideas now. Perhaps if she went in, she could serve as the eyes of the currently blind-as-a-bat Clay. In a sense, maybe she could improve his chances of survival?
After all, nothing else could fit into Clay's eyes right now. If a model crystal fell beneath his feet the next second, he would probably see it as a trial from God.
Ah, being a Slytherin, her mind really worked too fast! Serious face.
Kayson, standing in the center of the office, naturally noticed the two restless young wizards. He said nothing, merely using his privileges as the master of the Ender world to stretch out the distance they had to travel. For example, a path that originally took an hour to walk now required an entire day.
As for anything else, he did not say a single extra word or do a single unnecessary thing. His current state was incredibly precious. If he did not finish everything today, there was no telling when he might next enter such a divinely inspired state.
So nothing could interrupt