The next morning—
Before the sun had fully risen, all eight students were already standing on the training ground.
The air felt different.
Serious.
Heavy.
Charlie Stone walked in front of them.
"Today," he said,
"I will test all of you."
Everyone straightened.
"This test will decide one thing—"
"Whether you are ready to become true Ghost Killers…
or if you still need more training."
Silence.
"Begin."
One by one—
They stepped forward.
David controlled his four blades with precision, moving them faster than ever before.
Mary released arrows without hesitation, each one hitting close to the target.
Noah summoned sparks of thunder, his sword glowing with power.
Lily moved smoothly, her weapon spinning perfectly under control.
Zoya controlled water with calm precision.
Lucy created flames from her blade, her attacks sharp and focused.
Felix attacked with raw strength, his weapon shaking the ground.
And Daniel—
Daniel didn't just fight.
He moved with Thorn.
Like it was part of him.
Like it understood him.
Charlie Stone watched everything carefully.
After a long silence—
He spoke.
"…Good."
Everyone looked at him.
"You are all ready."
A moment passed—
Then realization hit.
"This is your last day of training."
Smiles spread.
Relief.
Excitement.
"You are now… Ghost Killers."
That night—
A small celebration was held.
Food, laughter, and light filled the hall.
For the first time—
They weren't trainees.
They were warriors.
David laughed loudly.
Felix joked.
Even Zoya smiled slightly.
Daniel sat quietly… but peacefully.
Later that night, they sat together again.
This time—
The mood was calm.
Personal.
David looked at Daniel.
"Why did you become a Ghost Killer?"
Daniel went silent.
Then spoke slowly.
"My parents… died a long time ago."
Everyone listened.
"I had a little sister… Eva."
His voice softened.
David asked gently,
"She must be alone now…"
Daniel shook his head.
"No… she's not alone."
"She left before me."
"She's with my parents now."
Silence filled the room.
"My sister didn't die normally," Daniel continued.
"Everyone says it was suicide…"
His eyes darkened.
"But I know… she would never do that."
David clenched his fist.
"Then we'll find the truth," he said.
"And whoever is responsible…
we'll take revenge."
Daniel looked at him.
"…Thank you."
David turned to Noah.
"What about you?"
Noah replied calmly,
"I'm from an Upper Dynasty.
Becoming a Ghost Killer was my duty."
Felix spoke next.
"I wanted power," he said simply.
"And this… is fun for me."
David smiled.
"My family has a special power," he said.
"It only appears in the strongest person of each generation."
"I want that power."
"Does your family know?" Daniel asked.
David shook his head.
"No. They think I'm studying somewhere."
Nearby, the girls were also talking.
Mary asked softly,
"Why did you become a Ghost Killer?"
Lily's expression changed.
"My village was attacked by ghosts," she said quietly.
"They killed everyone."
"My parents hid me… that's why I survived."
"Ghost Killers saved me."
"And I chose to become one."
Mary whispered, "I'm sorry…"
Zoya spoke next.
"I'm from an Upper Dynasty.
This was my path."
Lucy looked down.
"I was an orphan," she said.
"The orphanage I lived in… everyone became Ghost Killers."
"But… they all died."
"I'm the only one left."
Silence.
Mary said softly, "I'm sorry…"
Finally—
They looked at Mary.
"And you?" Lily asked.
Mary smiled faintly.
"In my family, becoming a Ghost Killer is normal."
"My mother was one."
"One day, I received an invitation…
to come here for training."
"So I came."
"And now… I'm here."
The next morning—
Charlie Stone stood in front of them again.
"This is no longer training."
"Now… you will face real enemies."
Everyone became serious.
"You will receive your first mission."
Shock spread across their faces.
"And this time…"
He paused.
"You will not fight alone."
"Teams will be formed."
The wind turned cold.
Their real journey—
Was about to begin.