[Pinnacle Academy, Stadium 1 - Arena A: Outer Side Of The Stadium]
Morwen walked confidently through the dimly lit corridor, his eyes scanning every crevice, taking notes on the potential exits and traps.
This afternoon, he had carefully planned out all the ins and outs of the stadium location, so his target wouldn't slip away. Now all he was waiting for was the perfect moment when this opportunity would arise.
THUD!
A sudden, clumsy collision sent a jolt through him. As he turned, ready to unleash a vicious retort, only to find himself face-to-face with three academy students.
"Hey, you!" barked one of the lackeys, a scrawny boy with a chip on his shoulder. "Watch where you're going! Don't you know some of us are important?"
Morwen, disguised as a cynical reporter, weighed his options. Killing students was possible, but messy. His goal was infiltration, not a massacre. These kids were beneath his notice, nothing but an obstacle in those eyes of his.
