We were still standing in front of the academy, the shadow that's being cast from it was reaching both of us. The very tip of the bell tower reached our feet, I was gazing into the middle of the place. The supposed arena. I saw it in my eyes, dozens of people were fighting there, losing blood, falling on the ground from exhaustion. Some died. Almost as if someone left a memoir for anyone new coming here. For an unfortunate soul such as me. Everyone will always see the same thing, people fighting to the death in the middle. Hundreds of bodies, almost like an illusion to deceive my eye. Trying to say 'run', 'don't come'. Someone touched me on the shoulder and the vision disappeared into invisible particles. I was unable to get a grip of myself for a second as my body jumped.