[The Stance Trail— Graveyard]
The bell tolled once.
And then the graveyard field stirred with an eerie mist, tombstones glimmering faintly in the pale moonlight. Inside the glass dome, only two figures stood— Soda, her shoulders were squared calmly and her fists were clenched, then Stephanie, her smirk was curling— like a shadow at the corner of her lips.
The air itself seemed to tighten with anticipation. Students leaned forward on their seats, angels murmuring encouragement, while devils were chuckling under their breath, some even making bets on who would last longer.
Mr Ohio raised his hand up for a few seconds to build up anticipation before waving it down...then—
"Begin."
At once, the lights inside the dome flickered, the mist thickening until it was hard to see even two steps ahead. Stephanie's form dissolved into the fog like smoke, vanishing completely.
