On the other side of the island, the remaining students had gathered at the final location.
Only twenty-eight had managed to survive until the end.
Everyone was present—except for one.
"Where's Frey?" Danzo asked, his eyes scanning the group.
An hour had already passed.
With growing concern, he turned to Ghost, who stood nearby, his expression unusually grim.
The best thing Ghost could do at this point was inform the instructors of what was happening.
But he didn't even know who was friend or foe anymore.
"Phoenix…"
He had to find him.
Phoenix Sunlight was a proud and upright presence—someone who would never stoop to such deception.
But that, in itself, was a problem.
There were only students in the area now. No instructors in sight. Not even one.
Ghost tried to think of a way to locate Phoenix—but Danzo interrupted him.
"Ghost, what's going on? Where's Frey?"
Ghost let out a frustrated breath.
"There's no time to explain. We need to find Phoenix...now!"
"What?"
