After they got down, the carriage driver said that he would deliver their belongings. And there was a person waiting for them, he said that he would guide them. They walked through the streets, the atmosphere was as expected, full of life. Except that San glimpsed three young men in one of the branches holding another young man by his shoulder and one of them hitting his stomach. And he thought: Bullying. In novels, usually the hero intervenes and saves him or tries to save him, but enmity towards him will arise from them. I do not want any enmity from anyone. So endure this bullying, young man, I wish I were a hero to help you, but I am excited for the academy.

  They finally arrived at the academy. And its gates were crowded, thousands of people entering. They welcomed them and everyone lined up waiting. In front of them, she ascended the steps to a higher place. She was a white woman, her hair short, from the front her hair covered one of her eyes. As soon as Clarissa saw her, she said: Jane. Elena said: You know her? Not really, said Clarissa, but she is somewhat famous. She was one of the most dangerous weapons of our kingdom against the western kingdom. She is from class A. So she is considered somewhat a source of pride for women for the position she has reached. San thought: I did not expect the first person I see stronger than Baylor to be a woman.

  She began to move her hand, and a white circle came out that began to grow, then it divided into hundreds, then thousands of small circles. And each circle approached a person. She began to speak, her voice was deep, but the strange thing was her voice transmitted through these white circles as if she was near everyone speaking. Her speech was simple: Welcome. You will not take a step inside the academy except for one reason: that you are competent. Competence is what we need, nothing else. Then the circles gathered forming a circle whose size exceeded fifty meters, and the academy guards signaled for everyone to enter it.

  San approached and saw everyone entering. Shin placed his hand inside the circle and said: I don't feel a difference, maybe a little more coldness. Then he entered and San followed him. As soon as he entered, he and the thousands were in an open place with short green plains up to the knee. The place was beautiful. Then someone shouted: What is this cloud approaching? And faces began to change. San felt great tension and confusion and said: This is not a cloud, it is! They were monsters, their numbers so large that they made the numbers of monsters at the academy just a funny joke. Then another shouted: They are coming from here too. And another: From here too. San thought angrily: What is this nonsense?

  They were surrounded by three herds of monsters. Each direction had several thousands of curses. Some began to prepare, some were in shock unable to move, some ran away. Then Shin stepped forward in front of them and drew his sword. Then San said: What is the plan? Clarissa prepared and Elena was holding her bow and looking at San. San thought: What do they expect from me? There are about ten thousand curses approaching. Then he remembered Jane's words: She said competence, but she did not say combat competence. So he began to look at the sides, there were forests hundreds of meters away. And he returned to look at the monsters and said: They are all flying monsters. Then he said: Follow me. And he ran quickly, and the four surrounded themselves with energy and launched at full speed, but the direction San was running in was towards the monsters.

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  Clarissa said: What are you doing? We are launching ourselves to our destruction like this. San replied: That they trust him only, it was the only thing he thought of. Shin said: It's fine, we are with you. Let's go faster. And they ran at full speed, and the moment they entered the forest after less than ten seconds, the atmosphere became dark. The monsters were descending on them from the sky. The screams rose, the flesh being cut. It was a massacre. Some were fighting, some were running, some just accepted their death. Shin wanted to go out to try to help some who approached them, but San grabbed him and pushed him against the tree and shouted at him: What are you doing? It's over. Don't kill yourself like this. And Shin looked down sadly.

  And San said: Look. Then they saw those running away also being killed. They couldn't reach the other side. San said: The distance was far, perhaps the only one who could have done it for the other side was Clarissa. Then he said: No use, let's go. The sounds and screams were escalating, staying would do nothing but increase despair. San thought: What is happening? They know that the majority will die in such a place, but they did this despite this. This world is much less humane than my world where humanity was rare.

  The group moved among the trees in the forest, moving away from the screams of death. The forest was dense, its shadows extending like giant fingers trying to grab them. Its leaves were almost black, or so they seemed in this darkness. Their steps were quick but cautious, avoiding dry branches that might reveal their location. San was leading them, his eyes scanning the shadows between the trees, his ears monitoring every sound: rustling leaves, creaking branches, or that distant terrifying sound that hearing does not mistake - the screams of death still rising behind them.

  Elena was panting, her bow partially drawn, her arrow pointed towards the darkness even though she couldn't see a clear target. Clarissa was moving silently, her face pale but her eyes focused, watching the back and sometimes looking towards the sky where monster shadows were still flying. Shin was directly behind San, his sword in his hand, but his shoulders were slightly hunched, the weight of what happened apparent in his movement. San looked at him for a moment, then returned to advancing.

  They suddenly stopped when they heard a nearby sound. It was a human sound, a short scream that ended quickly. They exchanged glances. San signaled for them to continue, but he changed their direction slightly, moving away from the source of the sound. Not now, he thought. We cannot help anyone now. If we stop, we will all die.

  They continued running for minutes, maybe an hour, no one knows exactly. Time seemed distorted here, under the dense forest shadows, with those distant sounds that never stopped. Then suddenly, the forest ended. They stopped at its edge, looking at a scene they did not expect. There was a wall, a vast wall extending as far as the eye could not see. It was a dead end.