Sakuramoria

Fortis was never particularly good at running, and besides, he didn't have time to monitor his breathing at that moment, and these few hundred meters were enough to make him pant. Stopping a few meters away, barely catching his breath, he explained the situation as clearly as he could.
-- Mr. Mandragora! We have a problem! A demon is in the Academy, uhh... that is, in the sports complex! A teacher... is under a spell. The students are panicking. Whew. It seems like there's only one, but we're not sure. It's complete chaos, we need help!