Terrorists attacking civilians was practically an everyday occurrence in the Middle East.
No one living here knew what they might encounter tomorrow. Still, terrorists rarely targeted schools specifically. There was little profit in it, and the schools here had few wealthy people.
The wealthy locals had either fled long ago or sent their children abroad. Why would they leave them here?
Besides, schools were full of children, and terrorists were people too. Many so-called terrorists had children attending these very schools.
Under such circumstances, terrorists were even less likely to attack schools—after all, attacking someone else's children would certainly invite retaliation from other terrorists.
In this godforsaken place, it took little for terrorists to start shooting and stabbing each other.
So when this happened, everyone at the school was confused and terrified.
However, the reason these people had come to the school was simple: they were after Rash.
Rash quickly realized this as well. So he immediately released the students and told them to stay in their classrooms. Then, with the bearing of a protagonist from a Hollywood superhero blockbuster, he ran outside to face the terrorists.
"You're looking for me, aren't you? If so, don't hurt the children in the school. I'll go with you!"
That was what Rash told the terrorists.
Then, the terrorists withdrew.
Taking Rash with them.
Just as Rash had guessed, these people had come for him. The school itself did not matter at all.
The terrorists were not idiots. They would not make enemies for no reason when all they needed to do was capture Rash.
This terrorist organization worshipped the Mysterious, so after capturing Rash, their next step was straightforward: prepare a sacrificial ritual and offer Rash as the sacrifice.
The process was remarkably efficient. By the time Rash was captured, the terrorists'