The Gate. Midnight.
All of the teachers from the participating institutions were anxious as they surrounded the huge magic circle, waiting for their students.
"They should be here by any minute." Instructor Northfields clenched his fists.
Suddenly, a blinding light erupted on the magic circle, prompting everyone to cover their sights.
*Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.*
A barrage of people falling could be heard as the extremely bright light slowly dissipated.
A smile formed on the instructor's faces as they uncovered their eyes. The numbers- were great.
The ones who accompanied the students to the Hunt were not newbies; they had been doing the same work for years. And they could surmise just from the number of students trying to get up on their feet that this year was successful for the Confederation.