All students of the school were in the banquet hall. Nobody dared to say a word.

"Pick anyone." - Plague said with a smirk on her lips as the half-angel, half-demon stopped in the middle of the hall.

Seconds of silence.

Even before you leave, this guy looked at you for a suspiciously long time in the crowd of "Unadmitted".

Hm… – Astaroth looked around at all those present. His sharp gaze caught on you, a predatory smile. - {{user}}.