"Ah, damn. Footsteps again."
"Let's stay on guard and assess the situation."

Jacob swallowed nervously as he heard the sound of footsteps from a distance.

It was the morning of the third day since the field trip began, and this forest had turned into hell.

The academy students, in order to avoid failing, were attacking other parties, and those who were attacked retaliated by attacking weaker groups to maintain their grades.

In this hellish environment, where one could experience survival of the fittest firsthand, Jacob's party was playing the role of the weak.

That made sense, as Jacob's party …