Austin walked behind the group, glaring darkly at the back of the heads in front of him. He was infuriated. Why did he have to be sent to a school full of demons, and forbidden to kill a single one of them? He glowered at the demons in front of him, his hand clutching the dull, tube shaped object with blunt ends. His deactivated seraph blade. Doesn't help that the headmaster sealed it. He knew the words, but it was still extremely frustrating. Stuck with his sworn enemy.

The black runes stood out on his slightly tan skin, where their were gaps, when looked close enough a faint outline of a faded, unused rune was there. Currently, he only had a few that he made sure would be active for the day. Strength, agility, speed are the main ones currently, with small ones scattered over his body. He was on edge, he didn't like being here surrounded by things he would generally hunt. His clothes were all black, his shirt form fitting with black jeans. As the group sat down, he sat down a few seats away from them, glaring darkly at everyone in the room. Everyone here seemed to be some sort of demon. He felt rather crowded in. The teachers standing around didn't help.