Coral glared at the morning haze that lingered over the forest that they'd soon be wading through. Yay, trees... trees weren't really her thing. Why not do this sort of thing somewhere equal opportunity, like underwater? No one would have problems with that, surely. At least, no one who mattered.

Random teams worked for her as well as anything else. It wasn't like she knew anyone here, anyway, and this way people who were already buddy-buddy from going to the same school or whatever wouldn't have an unfair advantage over poor friendless people like herself. Yes, it was only fair for things to work this way, and all of those friendly people with friends already? Yeah, they could go die.

By being flung by a catapult. She hadn't been expecting that one. Sure, she'd come without doing much research on whatever initiation Beacon might have, but wasn't that a bit strange? Why not just drop them at the foot of the cliff? Wouldn't that do the same thing without also threatening to smash them into airships? Well, she certainly wasn't going to chance running into off-course air traffic. Her pad made an alarming clack noise, and she crouched down to hopefully absorb some of the shock of getting flung into the air.

The instant acceleration tore at her skin and it took her a few moments to realize that her vision had gone completely black. Apparently the brain needed blood to function properly, and the Gs of being thrown into the air made that a bit difficult. Thank goodness she hadn't gone limp, but certainly there were better ways to do this whole thing. Her vision returned shortly, but she was still moving incredibly fast, and at a high altitude. This simply would not do. She activated her semblance for a moment, teleporting herself as far downward as she could, her clone lasting just a second before dissipating into a puff of smoke. Good, she was closer to the ground, and she'd lost all of her momentum by transferring it to the clone. Now to get the rest of the way to the ground: it was as simple as waiting for the ground to get within range and then teleporting down again, and she was back on solid ground.

Coral let out the breath she'd been holding as she dropped the last two feet she'd left herself for safety's sake. Sure, the forest wasn't great, but it was better than the air. So, part one was done: don't die, check. Now she had to find a relic and look at someone. That seemed easy enough. The morning sun was in that direction, so the ruins would be that way. She probably had farther to go than everyone else, since she had brought herself down so soon, so she set off at a run. No way was she going to be the last one there.