Fanfic:The Art of the Hunt Season 2/Chapter 1-Dark Paths

T he academy lay silent as the hunters approached it. Not a leaf moved now. It was somewhat frightening, in fact; no one seemed to be alive in the place anymore. It was almost enough to remind them of the unsettling feeling they'd had before the Phenor shrieked. This time, however, the fright was not related to any otherworldly presence or any giant wyvern... It was just the odd feeling you get when in the presence of an abandoned place.