The Unraveling of the Omen Begins

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Inside the Administration Hall of the Vermillion Night Academy, 

"Headmaster, headmaster!" Robyn exclaimed while bursting through the doors of Geneva's personal quarters. Under normal circumstances, the old man would have already been reprimanded. However, when she recalled that obscure that passed through the area just moments before, she allowed him to continue with his actions. After all, there was an extremely large chance that his behavior had something to do with it.

"What is it, Robyn?" Geneva questioned while lifting her head. Despite the sensation behind that ripple, Geneva didn't pay much attention to it. Due to the minuscule intensity, she chalked it up to being the byproduct of some minor clash between the world and a spirit.