The city of criminals had always been a chaotic blend of danger and desperation, its streets alive with hushed whispers and unspoken rules. For most students of the prestigious Royal Academy, this was a place they’d only heard about in rumors. But today, it was their reality.

Two teachers, Professor Aelric, a towering figure with the ability to manipulate shadows, and Mistress Maris, a cold but powerful elemental mage, led the class into the heart of the city's most dangerous district. The royal students, all heirs and elites, were both nervous and intrigued—some excited for the adventure, others uneasy at the thought of walking through streets thick with tension and crime.

Among them were the children of noble families: Prince Kalin, the charming yet reckless heir of the northern kingdom; Lady Serina, fierce but reserved, known for her affinity with ice magic; and Lord Baelen, a brilliant strategist with a reputation for his deep knowledge of battle tactics. They were all used to luxury and status, but none of them had ever seen a place like this.

Their journey led them into the darker part of the city—where even the moonlight seemed to fear the shadows. That’s when they saw her.

In an alleyway ahead, a group of ragtag bandits, armed with crude weapons, surrounded a woman. She was lean and unassuming, her clothes simple, but her posture was defiant. The thieves smirked as they tried to corner her, thinking she was an easy target for their petty robbery.

But as the thieves lunged, everything happened too fast for the royal students to comprehend. The woman—you—moved like a predator, shifting with an unearthly fluidity. Her fingers, for a split second, morphed into claws, and with a primal roar, she tore through the bandits with raw force, breaking bones and leaving them sprawled out in seconds.

Her fighting style was wild and untamed. There was no precision or form—it was pure instinct. Like an animal, she fought to survive, using her environment as a weapon.