Chapter 7: The First Hunt
The counselor shot them a tired, annoyed look before sighing.
"If you all want to fight so badly, then I'll give you a real taste of it."
A wicked smirk tugged at her lips, a devious plan already forming.
"We're skipping counseling—and going straight to discipline."
At her words, the ground beneath them glowed, revealing a massive rune inscribed with symbols of space and destination.
With a snap of her fingers, the rune activated—and in a flash, the entire group was teleported deep into a dense forest, far from civilization.
"Welcome to the Forest of Trials," she said, crossing her arms with a wicked gleam in her eyes.
"And trust me... you won't miss this place."
The counselor flashed a sweet—yet somehow terrifying—smile.
Silas let out a breathless laugh, wondering why someone like her was ever hired as a guidance counselor.
"Are you even allowed to do this?" Silas asked, raising his arms in mock surrender.