Earlier….
Seiya's elite ventured out, heading for a convenience store to get the ramen Hayne had instructed him to buy. He walked a considerable distance before finally spotting a convenience store. Stepping inside, he purchased what he had been sent for. A short while later, he exited and began retracing his steps.
As he walked down the quiet street, his steps suddenly came to an abrupt halt at a particular spot. The elite struggled to move, to even lift a foot, but an unseen force held him in place. It was as if he were bound to that very spot. For a fleeting moment, a faint shimmer glowed around him in a perfect circle—only then did he notice the white markings beneath his feet.
Confusion clouded his mind as he tried to make sense of the situation. Just then, a group of boys began to emerge, wielding crude weapons—planks, rods, sledgehammers, and more. Smug grins stretched across their faces as they closed in on the elite.
