"It's about to start."
On the road near the square in front of the central building of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy, two figures approached, chatting about something. Their voices occasionally rang out in the quiet of the winter night.
Their attire was different from the faculty or students, carrying an air that didn't belong to this place.
In the darkness, their shadows were twisted and strange upon the earth.
"I wonder why Rocky McCarthy is participating in today's entrance exam at the Protoss Royal Magic Academy."
The visitor in the deep gray coat, holding a map of the academy and admiring the old buildings, headed straight to his destination.
"He was originally a family tutor of a border viscount family, so it's normal for him to act in line with this cover."
The other shadow chuckled as he said this.
