The Academy Assassin

Lysandra held her breath, crouched behind a pillar as members of the Order congregated in small groups, their voices tinged with excitement as they discussed their plans.

"Now!" she whispered urgently to Mia and the director.

With a flick of her wrist, Lysandra summoned a series of colorful magical fireworks that erupted into the sky above them. The bright lights illuminated the night and drew gasps from all who were present.

"What is that?" one of the members shouted, looking up in surprise.

The courtyard descended into chaos as members hurried to see what was happening. This was their chance.

"Go!" Mia yelled as she and Lysandra sprinted toward the entrance of the meeting room.

The shouting and mayhem grew louder behind them. They burst through the door into the darkened room.

"Caspian!" Lysandra called out desperately.

To her relief, she spotted him standing beside a table, surrounded by several members of the Order who were caught off guard by the diversion.

"Over here!" Caspian shouted, his expression fierce as he fought off an attacker.

Lysandra and Mia rushed to join him just in time to see him send that attacker crashing to the ground with a well-placed spell.

"We need to get out!" Caspian said quickly, glancing toward the door as more members of the Order began to regroup outside.

"Follow us!" Mia urged as they formed a protective circle around Caspian.

Together, they made their way toward the exit, but upon reaching it, they faced a wall of opposition—other members of the Order stood ready to block their escape.

"We're not letting you leave!" one snarled, raising his wand threateningly.

Lysandra's heart raced as she steeled herself for a possible attack. They had come so close; there was no way they could turn back now. The fight for their freedom—and for Caspian's life—was just beginning.