Not even a minute after Koga had gotten down to work open the locks on his antique case was he already feeling himself being pulled away by the back of his shirt. Hiyami brought up a valid point, maybe he shouldn't be doing this right out in the open. Making sure to snatch the handle of his case before doing so he allowed himself to be guided into the safe house. While making their way over Koga noticed another girl following along, if memory served him correctly the girl's name was Raven. A student here, the two never formally met but Koga remembered always passing her in the hall and hearing her name being thrown around the school. Raven was saying something but he couldn't make out any of the words as he was more focused on keeping his balance while being dragged along and handling an awkwardly cumbersome carrycase. Eventually Hiyami released him and the scene had changed, they were all suddenly huddled inside a small crudely constructed room with a single T.V., some assorted furniture and cleaning supplies that rested on a few wooden shelves.<br/><br/>Koga instantly felt a tinge of claustrophobia and shouldered his way towards the corner of the room. He loosened a few buttons at the top of his white shirt and tugged on his collar as a few beads of sweat accumulated on his forhead. He tried to imagine the room empty and continued to hoist his case onto the mattress at his knees, both hands going straight for the bindings once again. This time he managed to release the holds over the container and lifted the top up. Inside was an old longbow resting atop folds of plush red velvet. The craftsmanship for it's estimated age was remarkable, there were a few nicks in the glossy surface but other than that the weapon was still in great shape.<br/><br/>Along side the bow was a coil of string, pulling both out and wasting no time Koga still struggled to thread the massive bow. With tendons rising in both arms and thin muscles shaking fiercly it must have taken a good five minutes before he was finally able to finish stringing his weapon. Just then Koga heard some of the other students shifting behind him, quickly he turned and they'd allowed another student to enter. He immediately recognized this boy as one of his classmates but never realized just how big he was until now. Lance was a giant compared to him! With anvils for hands that were currently bound in iron chains and splattered with gore, it was no wonder he survived.<br/><br/>Koga took a step back and settled down at the edge of the mattress with his bow resting over his knees. Glancing down at the antique case a second time Koga noticed that something else was tucked beneath the velvet interior. Probing around he unveiled a small collection of arrows with elaborately designed heads, each was obviously designed to deliver a gruesome death. After studying every projectile individually he added them all to the quiver Hiyami gave him and turned his attention towards the television.