"Huoh..." That sounds scarier, actually. Sena doesn't know much about war, given the pretty charmed, average school life he's got (if you ignore the coach with live ammunition, the thousands-kilometer haul across America...).

He looks around, frowning, and shifting his weight from leg to leg with a growing sense of unease. Oddities aside, things look pretty peaceful around here.

"But not around here, right? I mean, I can't really te–iie–!!" The last is squeaked, catching glimpse of one of those fuzzy little football monsters snuffling around and snarling. Not again!!