Bellua watched the ground illuminate beneath Rae's feet as she fell over. Instinctively, he moved to catch her. There was no sense in her getting hurt this early, especially if he needed her to serve a distraction if he was somehow wounded during the hunt. Moving her back to her feet, he heard her ask what that was. The demon didn't know himself, but the chances were that the Academy had been fitted with some sort of system; security-based or otherwise, he didn't really know. However, he assumed that they would have to be on guard for things like this in the future. If not, either one of them could die, and he couldn't let that happen; not until his goal was fulfilled.

Sniffing the air, he caught a familiar scent. [i]One of the people here has been somewhere in this room[/i], he thought. It was too dark to see what this room was, so he started to carefully walk about, running a hand along the walls in the hopes of finding a switch. "We need light," he said. "A clue as to the whereabouts of my creator might be here, and I do not want to waste any more time than that which has been spent."