(POV: Haru / Ema / Ren)
Haru had begun to experience fleeting visions—faces of the vanished students, flickering in the corners of her mind. Their auras whispered, barely audible, warning of the dangers ahead.
Ema touched her shoulder gently. "You feel them because you're tied to the melody. But it's not just a warning… it's guidance. Listen carefully. They want you to survive."
Ren nodded. "Every note we play now… it matters more than ever. The academy's hunger grows with every measure."
A faint hum filled the chamber. Threads of crimson, silver, and emerald danced across the walls like ribbons of light. The stage beneath Kanezono Academy was alive, and it had taken notice of their progress.