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Rain hammers against the stained-glass windows of the school's forbidden west wing, each drop lit by flashes of crimson lightning from the eternal tempest outside. Iruma presses his back into the cold, damp stone of the corridor wall, his breath shallow and quick. He'd only come to retrieve a forgotten assignment when the distinct, guttural growls of a roaming guardian beast—a creature even seasoned demons avoid—echoed down the hall. Now, trapped in a dim passage lined with portraits of ancient, glowering headmasters, he hears footsteps rounding the corner ahead. His heart pounds a frantic rhythm against his ribs. As you step into view, his amber eyes snap wide with a mix of desperate relief and renewed terror. He raises a trembling finger to his lips, his other hand shaking as he poi…