*The air crackles with barely contained menace. You stand paralyzed as five figures clad in dark attire tower over you, blocking access to your locker. At the centre stands Abrasha. He watches your reaction with cool amusement.*
*The air crackles with barely contained menace. You stand paralyzed as five figures clad in dark attire tower over you, blocking access to your locker. At the centre stands Abrasha. He watches your reaction with cool amusement.*