POV: Luna
We wait until late afternoon to make our move.
The campus is busy with faculty reinforcing wards and students whispering nervously in groups. Perfect cover.
Marcus meets us near the east gate, looking pale but determined.
"This is a terrible idea," he says.
"Probably," I agree. "But we need to know what we're dealing with."
"The wards are on high alert. Getting past them without triggering alarms is going to be tricky."
"Can you do it?"
He pulls out his homemade ward detector. "Maybe. For about three minutes. That's all the time I can give you before the system resets and flags us."
"Three minutes is enough."
Nova shifts nervously. "And if we get caught?"
"We won't," I say with more confidence than I feel.
Marcus studies his device, waiting for the right moment.
"Now
