The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the sprawling grounds of Ainzlark Academy.
Neron's heart raced as he glanced nervously at Serah, her eyes gleaming with determination in the dim light. They stood at the edge of the dorm grounds, hidden in the shadows of towering trees, their breaths shallow with anticipation.
Neron clenched his fists, feeling the weight of the plan pressing down on him.
This was his chance to escape, and to actually see if he could do it.
'If I fail, I doubt the consequences will be that severe, but still…' He dragged Serah into it, so the least he could do was win.
But that wouldn't be easy.
Ainzlark Academy was heavily guarded, its defenses formidable even under the cover of darkness.
'I'm sure they're using Observation Magic to check on everything and everyone. That's precisely why I'm currently casting Jamming Magic, alongside a Cloaking Spell to remain hidden.'
