Bellua felt nothing but rage and contempt. Fear was far from his mind at this point. There was nothing he feared on this plant. The darkest corners of the Void served to quell whatever fears he had before. It was an area seldom traveled, as well it should remain. Here, the most he could fear was going back to the Void, something he'd fight tooth and nail to prevent. Placing a hand against the large door that now lay in front of him, he gave a push and watched it give way to the Academy's interior. Turning back to Rae, he spoke. "Fear is nothing but a pestering emotion that beckons the lack of knowledge. Disregard it, and you become fearless."

He pushed the door open wider and stepped inside, gazing around the large hall inside. He stilled his breaths in order to achieve a stronger silence, straining to hear any disruptions in the area that was void of noise. [i]Nothing yet,[/i] he thought, walking further into the hall. [i]Time to hunt.[/i]

The demon knelt down to feel the cool stone of which the floor was composed, running fingers over its smooth surface and only stopping when he found an anomaly in the otherwise level surface. Traces of debris. Footsteps, seeming to extend in several directions. There were a few people in this room; how long ago was left to be determined.