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Group 1: Marco, Shanoa, Whiteface, Pom

Scenerio: Watch out! Whiteface strikes again! This time he captured Pom! Marco and Shanoa must defeat the villain and save Pom form any danger. With Shanoa's Black Magic and Marco's Titan powers, Do you they stand a chance against Whiteface?

Group 2: Fiora, Raine, Polka, Annie

Scenerio: It's their duty to bring peace into Feyhalla. A terrible curse has been brought upon. With the help of these four ladies, Will peace return to Feyhalla and see these ladies as our heroines? Hopefully so.

Group 3: Casey, Juliet, Flora, Zelos, Poison

Scenerio: Feyhalla presents: A shot at love with Zelos! Juliet, Casey, and Poison must compete with one another to win over Zelos. Flora will judge the girls with each passing stage. Each girl will go on a date with Zelos to see just how compatible he is with them. Good luck ladies and may the last female, win.

Group 4: Lightning, Geese, Minato, Soma

Scenerio: It's every man for themselves. A infection has spread through Feyhalla! As the four of you escape, you come to realize that Lightning has gotten infected and doesn't have a lot of time to survive. You must take her safely to the Throne of Etro to find the antidote to heal her.

Group 5: Luna, Mai, Chizuru, Auron

Scenerio: It's camping time. Pack your things guys! You will be staying with one another and getting along. While being in the nature which is Feyhalla, not only will you get to know one another, you will also learn new ways to surviving in the wild. Weapons and magic are available for you to use! So have fun and go wild!

Swarms of the beasts had ambushed her on her way out of her dorm, and she had been forced to fight them off. However, for every one that she struck down, another took its place. The young girl hadn't been able to keep up, and had fled as soon as she saw an opening.

She flew into a classroom and barred the door, hoping that that would hold the creatures back long enough for her to regain her strength. Her clothes were torn and bloody, and her trusty umbrella was even ripped in a few areas, showing how hard she had been fighting.

Polka slumped against the door with a sigh. She allowed her eyes to wander around the room, hoping to find a fellow student or even a teacher to help her. She could easily heal anyone if they needed it, and then perhaps they could work together to deal with the monsters.

The Leviathan Knight...he thought to himself, kicking away a small stone in his path. It clattered upon the ground before stopping several feet away from him. Despite the immense power that his nickname possessed, he did not feel as though he was strong enough to overcome this current dilemma. His yearned for one who was far away from him, in a place just out of his grasp. His foe this time was a keen enemy, able to strike him in places that caused the most damage. Alas, such was love.

Lancelot placed a hand over his heart and clenched his fist, before looking upward at the moon, and lamented over his loss. His banishment from the kingdom, his true love lost. He must find a way to conquer these obstacles and win the day for himself. The knight dropped his head, closed his eyes, and sighed deeply.

His own passion seemed strange even unto himself. It was as though some creeping shadow was in the back of his mind, silently urging his emotions into a fervor. The knight shook his head, his armor and sword clinking in unison. No, his feelings were not from any dark desire, his obsession was his own; and he must find a way.

Caius pushed open the wooden doors to the building laboriously. They swung open slowly, their soft creaking echoing throughout the sullen hall. Though it was now morning, no sun shone from the sky. Rain had started to endlessly pour from the sky, lending a chill to the area. Perhaps he could find refuge in this building. He glanced around the large room, unsure of his location. It appeared to be a place of worship, but for what deity?

The warrior started to walk up the line of pews, towards where they were facing: the altar. His footsteps were oddly quiet upon the marble floor, although they should have been echoing just as the door had. Only the small clink of his armor and the relentless rain outside could be heard. As he deliberately advanced towards the altar, he was made aware of the presence of another.

There, sitting in the front row pews, just in front of the raised platform that the altar stood upon, was a small girl. Simply a child to his eyes, she possessed two long pigtails and a seemingly cheerful demeanor. He paid little attention to her after his initial glance, and continued his languid pace towards the platform.

He turned to his left, and walked past the girl towards the steps that led up to the altar. Caius ascended the stairs, and then inspected the altar. Nothing was suspicious about it, and as he looked down on the pews and the girl, he could not understand why he felt such a sense of hostility. There was nothing else living here besides the girl, and it could not possibly be her, could it?

He focused his attention towards her once more, and finally spoke. His deep voice resonated within the hallowed building as he asked just one question of the child.