"Run! Run!"
Someone shouted and was the first to flee. But there were plenty of people behind him, completely unresponsive, blocking his way out.
He was swallowed by the Shadows in despair. Why was he the one who died? He had clearly been trying to escape first.
Once that shout rang out, everyone began desperately trying to flee.
But they had already been packed tightly together, some with their limbs tangled up. The crowd surged, with the Shadows chasing from behind. At last, people trampled over one another, and the crowd slowed. The tide of Shadows opened its bloody maw.
The despairing wails, the struggling students, and the Shadows executing them without hesitation—that was judgment.
Within Purgatorium, humanity finally revealed its last distortion. Those at the very back desperately used the people who had fallen in front of them as stepping stones, reaching out and crawling over them, but it was useless. Their feet were swallowed.
Their eyes filled with pleas again, begging those ahead to drag them away.
But after what they had just done, no one could escape anymore.
Hakuno had already understood the situation.
She was not far from those people, but at least she was not blocked by the crowd.
She could run away, but she really did not want to watch them be swallowed like this—it was so terrifying.
The Shadows devoured the crowd just now and pounced at her without hesitation.
Hakuno turned around and ran toward where the Shadows were not.
She could not save those people. And if she did not run now, she would die too!
Where could she run? The only place she could go was—upstairs?
Where were the others?
Were Shinji, Sakura Matou, and Leo safe?
Hakuno raced up flight after flight of stairs. It was empty, without a