Mystical Sherin Flame! All dead!?

Kaito sprinted down the hallway, his katana trailing behind him. He burst into another room with urgency, only to find it empty. Without hesitation, he tore through the second wooden wall and pressed on.

"This mansion is much larger than Sensei's; it stretches to near infinity," Kaito thought, a mix of awe and urgency fueling his next move.

Running faster, he spotted a door to his side and entered, but still no children were in sight. "Where could they be? Unless... the Akuma has kept them with itself?"

His eyes widened in horror as worry for the children's safety surged within him.

Suddenly, an unbearable stench assaulted his senses, emanating from behind the room. Cautiously, he entered, ripping through the wooden wall. His entire body began to tremble; his head felt heavy as he covered his mouth in shock, nearly dropping his katana. He staggered backward, overwhelmed by an unbearable wave of sorrow.