"...Remillia wake up, it's your turn."
I woke up from Ezekiel's voice outside my tent. I looked at the time, it's 12 AM. I stretched my body and finally went outside.
"You can go to sleep now."
Ezekiel yawned, "it's too quiet out there, no students nor monsters spotted."
Remillia nodded as Ezekiel headed back to his tent, his exhaustion evident in the way he moved. "Good night," she whispered.
Once Ezekiel was out of sight, she quickly gathered her gear, securing her daggers to her thighs and waist. She turned to Macaron, who had been silently observing her, "Ready?" she asked in a low voice.
<Yup, > Macaron replied, spreading his wings slightly.
With a final glance around the camp, Remillia slipped into the shadows, moving silently through the dense forest. While Macaron stood guard outside the cave.