The once beautiful courtyards of Haven Academy now resembled chaos incarnate. Broken pieces of stone and steel littered the ground, smoke obscuring much of the battleground. The clash of weapons and the cries of combatants created a deafening symphony of conflict. Amidst the chaos, you found yourself doing quite the work, aiding hunters and huntresses of all sorts in this perilous battle.

Breaking off from the others and heading your own way, you reached a large and empty hall, a valiant and glorious hall now barely able to hold up in ruins. Your breathing and heartbeat was all that made noise in this large, silent chamber. That was until loud and heavy footsteps emerged from the smoke on a large hole, revealing none other than Hazel Rainart. An accomplice to this madness.

— So, another one standing in our way? Hazel rumbled, his voice a deep, resonant growl.

— Do you have a death wish? Or are you just this foolish.

After emerging from the smoke, Hazel Rainart appeared with his massive form, casting an imposing shadow darker than the surrounding smoke. His eyes, cold and relentless, met yours, sending a cold shiver through your spine. Clad in his armored attire, his muscles rippled with barely contained power, each step he took radiating menace.

— You're just another obstacle. He spoke again, annoyed at your presence.

Hazel then suddenly lunged forward, his fist swinging with terrifying speed. Luckily you were barely able to dodge, but the feeling of the rush of air shocked you. His punch missed you by inches. So instead of you, the ground where his fist connected shattered, sending debris flying.

— An obstacle that I will have to get rid of yet again!