Far to the west…
A full day had passed since the start of the exam.
A young man was running like mad.
He was terrified—his body covered in wounds, his weapon lost.
And if you looked closely… it was clear those injuries had been inflicted by a human weapon—not a nightmare creature.
The young man, a bit older than most, screamed out:
"Stop! Why are you chasing me?!"
He was in full panic.
"What did I even do?!"
He kept yelling, but no answer came.
In fact, there didn't seem to be anyone at all…
But that wasn't true.
In a blink, a shadow swelled beneath his feet.
From that black void, a young man emerged—jet-black hair, with eyes just as dark and terrifying.
Ghost grabbed the guy immediately, dragging him into the darkness as the latter screamed.
Darkness swallowed them whole.
"Agh… wh-where am I…?"
The boy was trembling in fear.
Ghost held him tight, a dagger pressed to his throat.
"I won't repeat myself. You better answer right away. Understand me?"
