Murmurs erupted across the shore.
The uneasy silence from earlier gave way to a cacophony of voices.
Questions flew through the air as students whispered and argued in confusion.
"Everyone, be quiet!" Dion's voice tried to rise above the crowd, but it was barely audible amidst the sea of chatter.
The sandy ground trembled violently, the vibrations travelling from their feet up to their chests.
The students stumbled and froze, startled.
"I said silence!" the female official, Stella bellowed, her voice sharp and commanding.
It wasn't just her tone that brought order—it was the fist she slammed into the sand, causing a short but intense quake.
That act alone was enough to convince the students to comply.
Nobody wanted to find out what would happen if her fists were directed at them instead of the ground.
"Yes, as I was saying," Dion resumed, adjusting his suit, "to officially gain admission into Eldora Institute, you must first locate the institute's building yourselves."
