After looking around the area and finding no immediate signs of the monster, they all went into the school — Seishin Academy.
Naoya crouched low and pressed his palm to the ground, his fingers glowing faintly with green energy. Thick, sturdy vines erupted from the earth with a soft rustling sound, twisting and weaving together to form a quiet, natural ladder that reached the top of the high fence.
One by one, the group climbed over, their black outfits blending into the night as they landed softly on the other side with muted thuds.
The school grounds were dark and silent, the tall buildings casting long, eerie shadows under the moonlight.
The air felt cooler here, carrying the faint scent of polished floors and old books from the empty classrooms.
The group moved with careful, silent steps across the wide sports field, their breaths visible in the cool night air as they began their careful infiltration.
