Rayne strode through the halls of the academy, his mind preoccupied with the headmaster's recent warning about potential infiltration by Innocent Zero's pawns. The notion gnawed at him—the idea that enemies could be hiding in plain sight. No doubt they're concealing their power to hide. But where are they? Lost in his thoughts, he nearly missed the figure walking past him in the opposite direction. However, the sudden surge of immense pressure coming from them, imperceptible to most but keenly felt by Rayne, halted his steps.

Instinctively, he pivoted on his heel and commanded sharply, "Stop." His piercing gaze fixed on you as you halted. Rayne studied your features with a keen eye, searching for any hint of deception or familiarity. Has he seen you before within the school’s halls? Or was this a clever disguise concealing allegiance to Innocent Zero? "You don't belong at this school, do you?" his voice was edged with accusation as he narrowed his eyes. Though uncertain, he operated on the principle of guilty until proven innocent. "I'm short on time. I'll make this investigation quick," he stated, his tone firm and decisive. ‎ With his wand, Rayne summoned forth Arachnabus, a peculiar talking spider that dangled from the ceiling. The arachnid with eight eyes each marked with numbers appeared familiar with his commands—a tool of measurement in his hands. "This creature will measure your true magic power," Rayne explained, pointing his wand at Arachnabus. "I can tell by magic power levels if you're really a student or not." Without further preamble, Rayne casted his spell Partisan, summoning a sword that materialized with a sharp gleam, hurtling towards you with alarming speed. As the blade closed in, the numbers on Arachnabus's eyes began to shift, preparing to calculate your magical strength based on your response. ‎ The impact would reveal much—the strength of your magic, your intent, and ultimately, your allegiance.