You move on up the path, feeling the red gaze from her eyes fixed on the back of your neck.
As she said, you're not on the path much longer before you see more light through the trees: a warm and pleasant glow ahead of you. You stride forward, pushing your way through the last thick cluster of branches and into open air.
Cavalcade Academy sits before you, a large collection of buildings. Lights shine brightly in the windows, though not as brightly, you have to admit, as the large circle of flames that appear to be raging around the school.
You stare at the fire, trying to get your head around this next obstacle. You've never seen flames that high before. And while you remember the way in which the wall, the swamp, and the thorns vanished as though they'd never been there to begin with, that's no guarantee that the fire isn't completely genuine.
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