Those words made Soren lean further, eyes wide. "How did...?"
"The entire academy knows about it..." She interrupted. "...You are the only one to have survived the Shade Stealer. I bet you want to kill the son of a bitch for what happened to your friend. However, you won't be the only person after his head."
Soren was still trying to wrap his head around what she was saying. But then she clicked a few buttons on her wristwatch, sending him a file.
Ding.
Soren clicked to open it.
It was a flier, signifying the qualification requirement for this year's winter games, as well as the subject of the hunt.
The Hunt: Shade Stealer.
This was a shocker. Soren pressed a button, forwarding the details to Bloodshine and Cynthia.
The two read through it.
"This," Soren began. "what's going on?"
