Later that evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the stronghold in a soft orange glow, the group gathered in a secluded corner of the training grounds. The air was cool, the wind whispering through the trees, carrying with it the scent of pine and earth. It was a peaceful setting, a stark contrast to the tension that hung in the air.
Kazuichi leaned against a tree, his arms crossed over his chest as he addressed the group. "We need a plan. If we're going to find out more about the meteorite, we have to be smart about it. We can't just go snooping around and hope we don't get caught."
Jurou nodded, his expression serious. "We need to figure out where they're keeping it. It's got to be somewhere secure, somewhere they can monitor it closely."
Arisu looked thoughtful. "The labs, maybe? They've always been off-limits to trainees, but I've heard rumors that they're conducting all sorts of experiments down there."
