As they decelerated, Bellua opened his eyes. He could hear Rae next to him. "Is it over?" she asked. He had no idea why she clung to his arm mere moments before, shrugging off the act and deeming it a fit of nervousness. No matter the reason, he didn't care. Rising to his feet, he took his first step onto the Academy's grounds, the feeling of concrete a little coarse against his bare feet. Taking a little survey of his surrounding, he inhaled largely, trying to catch a scent. Then, it hit him. His target was here. Somewhere within the area, his creator was hiding, and they were scared, but the reason for their fear was something he couldn't ascertain.

"He's here," spoke the demon, exhaling sharply. "I'm unsure as to where exactly he could have gone, though. His scent is all over, like he's covered a large area." He inhaled again, catching quite a few new scents as well. "More. Several more are here. Some aren't so close."

Bellua started walking, eyes set on the large castle-like building in front of him. Now began the real hunt. There was just a certain distance between himself and his goal, and no one would stand in the way.