He was lost, and terrified.

Of course, why wouldn’t he be? — barely a day or two into the Final Exam at Mount Fujikasane, Sabito had encountered a hefty demon that he broke his blade on trying to defeat; he had resorted to fleeing and had gotten lost, and now he was being chased by a different demon with no sword by his side whatsoever.

Sprinting blindly through the woods, having no sense of direction or really seeing where he was going, Sabito stumbles and trips over a rock; instantly face planting to the ground and immediately shifting himself onto his back, the demon’s grin growing upon seeing this happen.

He instinctively raises his hand to his face as if that would do anything to protect him, shutting his eyes tight and waiting for impact.