Archangels of War

At the very top of Theta Magic academy, hidden in the highest peak of the school, was a room. It was a room that nobody except for one person knew existed. The room was fairly small, and it was bare, save for one desk, and a few miscellaneous items. 

An acoustic guitar was leaned against the wall. There were of few pictures on the desk of the same woman. A beautiful girl with black hair. On the walls, there were a few random paintings, and a coat rack was directly behind the desk. This hidden room, on the surface, seemed to hold no secrets worth looking for. 

To put it simply, the room was useless. If it were to be gone, 99.9 percent of the world would not be affected.

But, like most things, the value that something holds usually lies in a single person. One single person is all that is necessary to give something, or someone, value. 

This room served as the headmasters own private quarters. Quarters was not the most accurate name for it, but neither was something like office, or room. Nothing like sleeping, or work was ever done here. And it wasn't exactly a place where the headmaster could comfortably rest either.

However, make no mistake, the room was essential to that man. If it were to be destroyed, if the items inside it were to be lost, the man would suffer great pain. It would be like losing a piece of his soul. 

And so, despite him spending minimal time in this room, which made him feel the opposite of comfortable or safe, he could never part with it.

And there lies the contradiction in human nature. 

In this moment, however, the room which usually only ever held one person, now held two. 

The first was the rooms usual, and only, visitor. The headmaster was laid against the wall, with his hands and legs bound by shackles created from pure mana. They shined a bright gold color, and the prevented him from doing anything but squirm. However, he was not doing anything so unsightly, instead, he was still, facing the man in front of him. 

The rooms second, and also first ever second, visitor was standing on the other side of the desk, taking in his handiwork. 

A figure that had grown to be iconic around the world for his ruthlessness, nearly on the same level as wrath. Instead of structures, this man took on people. He claimed to be someone who would rid the world of its own hubris, according to witness accounts.

The White Knight of Pride was standing before the headmaster. He was staring at the shackled man with a self-satisfied smile on his face. 

"Attacking a magic academy. Murdering students. Violating borders. Causing destruction." The headmaster listed all of the transgressions that had transpired on the campus of Theta Magic Academy. 

Pride laughed. "Amazing. So, what that bonehead told me was really true." 

An expression of confusion appeared on the headmaster's face for a brief second, before it morphed back into something serious. "What are you after?" 

"Simple, this can all end, if you just hand over two students. Raiden Chisaki, and Phi. That is all were here for." 

"Absolutely not." Without hesitation, Prides suggestion was shot down. Pride however, seemed to already expect that answer, and he continued without a beat of hesitation. 

"It seems then, that you believe your students can hold out, or that the mages association will arrive?" When the headmaster didn't answer, Pride laughed. 

"AHAHAHAAHAHAAH!" He reared his head back in laughter for almost a full minute. "You have yet to see it, haven't you? The extent of her power." 

He reached his hands out wide. "One may believe that the ability you possess, the one that allows you to be 100% in tune with all of the mana inside of the walls of this barrier is powerful, and in truth, it is. It allows you to know anything that happens, anytime, anywhere. You know the exact details and can watch a vivid picture in your own mind." 

The headmaster's eyes widened as Pride spoke. That was because, his ability, was something nobody knew about. He was the only one that knew of the ability he had. Something that he called, "Absolute Clairvoyance." It was an ability that allowed him to be 100 percent in tune with everything inside of the barrier of Theta magic Academy. He could perfectly see and sense everything going on them at any time. 

The only other person who knew of this ability, was long dead. Painfully so. 

Pride only smiled at his shock. "But it pales in comparison to her power. The witches. She is in tune with all mana in the entire world. She is one with it. She could be called Mana itself."

Pride held a reverent tone, as if the person he was speaking about was a god-like entity. 

He suddenly changed his expression to one of sadistic pleasure. 

"So, Cato, what ■■■■■ told me, was true?" 

And that was when the headmaster lost his cool. It was not at the mention of his real name, which still came as a shock, but it was at the mention of the second name. The one that should have been lost to this world long ago. A name no one should remember. 

Struggling violently against his restrains, so hard that it drew blood from his wrists, the headmaster sneered at Pride while shouting. 

"How did you get that name! How did you learn of her! Tell me! What do you mean she told you! She's dead! Long Dead!" 

However, Pride only laughed at the man losing his cool in front of him. 

"The power she gave you as a blessing, will now be transformed into your largest curse." 

With that, the White Knight of Pride shot out the lights, plunging the room into total darkness. 

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With his sight eliminated, and all of his other senses dulled, Cato, the Headmaster of Theta grand magic academy, was forced into using "Absolute Clairvoyance." 

And what he saw, was truly horrifying. 

The front courtyard was where he first appeared, and it was the place that seemed to be in the most disarray. Blood and bodies.

Severed limbs. 

Guts, and other horrifying things. Cato saw it all, and he could feel the terror and unrest of the students. 

All around the courtyard, students were battling, letting out and defending against magic attacks of frightening caliber. 

The were locked in life-or-death battles with mysterious men with python tattoos. however, the students were holding their own. A few had rallied themselves to work together, and members of the student guard were helping. Ren, Himori, Luka, were all at the head of this

The situation was perilous, but not all hope was lost. In the air, two students were confronting a horrifying existence in a magic ice palace. Kami and Homura Insane attacks that defied the speed of light and scissored through anything in their path were launched by a lackadaisical young girl. 

However, the students were holding out. Miraculously. 

Inside the lobby, another student was struggling against Wrath. Masayoshi.

Suijin was rushing outside. Hikaru was running around looking for help. 

Raiden was confronting an intimidating figure in a black suit. 

Genji and Ichijo were locked in combat on the rooftop with a figure dressed in pink. She was surrounded by 6 warriors who championed her. 

Yuri and the Prince had just made contact. 

Terrifyingly, there was not a single teacher or staff member to be found throughout the school. It was as if they had all vanished.

Returning his clairvoyance to the dark room he was in, Cato breathed out shakily. They were holding out. They just had to keep this up until the mages association arrived. 

Just at that moment, he was struck with a massive amount of despair. 

"Why, ■■■■■ ? How did they, how do they know about you?" 

His cries were not heard.