"Hmm. The national champion is at Midgar Royal Mage Academy." A rogue Mage said either glee in her voice, "If we recruit him, we'll be unstoppable." Another rogue Mage said.
"Soon we will attack and steal him." They said the cultists, which were only 6 of them, peered into the glass crystal ball, "Oh, who's this?" It was a visage of Thomas Dale, "I've seen him before but where?" They looked into the glass again.
"Yes, he was the other finalist that lost to the National Champion. I'm sure we can make use of him." They said, "He's so cute..." The girl said gushing over him. "Tonight, we attack, we will gather our forces and strike."
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It was nighttime, and the cloudy night sky wasn't good to look at. However, it had grown dark quickly. As weeks had passed since Ben's headbutt with the Princess, he was in his clothes for after-school sessions.
Most of the year group was held back, and he wandered the hallway. He was wondering aimlessly when an explosion was heard and the students came running out to see what happened. Ben was on guard as an announcement came over the PA system, "Attention Mages on Site! An unknown explosion of unknown origin has occurred make your way to the main hall until further notice."
Ben started to make his way to the main hall until he stopped and walked into the toilets, where he was a large guy, 6'2, 275lbs, and long braided hair, "You know what caused that explosion." Ben asked the guy; he'd seen him around; his name was 'Vince Vanderfork.'
"Nah, but all I know is that explosions don't randomly happen on site." Vince said whilst on his phone, "You saying someone's attacking the school?" Voll asked, confused, "I ain't say nothing exactly, but explosions don't happen out of nowhere."
Ben finally understood, it could be anything but he knew going to the main hall could he a meat grinder.