One Hundred Fifty

At the top of the west tower of the academy, a blonde woman was reading beside the window. Silence enveloped the whole room aside from the occassional flipping of the pages. However, the silence was suddenly broken when a hurried footsteps was heard. She knitted her brows and placed the book she was reading on the table. Within just a few moments, the door swung open and the man with a red hair came inside.

"What happened?" She asked in a serious tone. This was the first time that she saw him on this state. He looked extremely pale and sweating. If she looked closely on his arms, he seemed like shaking. Even his legs looked like they were about to give up!

The red haired man just gasped on his breath before he sat down on the couch. He breathed heavily as he clutched on his chest.

"What's wrong with you? Did something happened?"

"I..." The red haired man muttered between his gasps, "I... I made a mist