Kirsch? What the-

UGHHHH!!!!

Are those...antlers?

[Kirsch's panicked bro-breathing with excited yelling outside]

Did I just see-

Ugh, this ought to be good.

It's the Summer Psychos! For that Festival-thingie!

You know, at first it was cool because there was like, the sexy sponge bath and peeled grapes-

and I mean, ya I wasn't totally down with the uh, with the headgear or the part where they

blindfolded me and led me into the woods but, you know, D-Bear was going to be into it, right?

Except... I kinda hadn't seen her, and by the time they led me into the woods, and took the

blindfold off, they had- dogs. And arrows! And that Mel chick was all like,

"Time to run, Bromeo." And I was like, "This is a weird party, where you dress a dude up like a stag

and pretend to hunt him". But you know, I like Capture the Flag. And Maybe if I'm lucky D-Bear

will tackle me, right?

But instead of D-Bear, it was dogs. Bad dogs! Bitey dogs!

And I tried yelling "Time Out!" Only there's no time out. Just arrows. Totally real, very sharp arrows.

So I scrammed- except, that wasn't easy because they had giant pits full of pointy crap and quicksand

and I had to punch a dog.

Ohhhh!...

And when I got back to the campus, I thought it was safe so, I went to grab a brew and

...and chillax

They shot my beer, man!

They put an arrow right through it.

They're like Terminators.

Super-hot, confusing terminators- you gotta hide me!

Sounds like the littlest Dudebro finally drove Lawrence over the edge.

No, there's no way that Danny would be-

Ah! Terminators!

Gotcha, meat-cheeks.

What are you doing?!

I'm catching the stag in this year's Adonis Hunt, genius.

Uh, I don't know if you noticed, but this isn't the Hunger Games, and Kirsch here is not a stag!

I can take off the antlers if they're confusing you!

It's a metaphor, Einstein. He's only a ceremonial stag.

So is he only going to be ceremonially killed?

No, that part's literal.

Get out Brotein Shake. You really going to make me come through these peahens?

Hey!

Woah. Okay, don't hurt them.

What the hell, Lawrence?

Just because you weren't fast enough to get the drop on him-

So not what this is about! We don't do this anymore.

How many of us do they hurt and humiliate every year? Huh? Thousands? Hundreds of thousands?

Don't you want justice for that?

Of course I do. But Kirsch isn't responsible for any of that.

He's just a sweet...silly manchild.

And he's under my protection.

Are you stopping the hunt?

You know what that means.

Doesn't matter.

You want him you've gotta go through me.

It's your funeral, Girl Scout.

You. Are. SO the man! I mean, you're the woman! You're the woman!

It really wasn't that big of a deal, Kirsch.

You're like, my hero!

-No, antlers! Kirsch! You still have antlers on. -Oh yeah. Sorry.

Oh God, please tell me you're not naked under that thing.

Please...go find some clothes.

Hey, what did Mel mean about this being your funeral?

Oh. Nothing really- I'm probably just out of the running for Summer Society President next year.

Ruining our biggest festival will do that...

If anything, that just makes you even cooler for saving him.

Yeah. What the hell, right? We've got bigger fish to fry.

You guys find anything in the crater?

Oh! Yeah. We still don't know how Mattie is planning on getting rid of the students, but those scary SWAT guys-

they belong to some giant company called Corvae. And they were talking about a first gate?

So that's suspicious.

Yeah, just a little.

And uh, oh! The newspaper staff, it turns out they actually have a source for their story.

One of the board members, some guy named Vordenberg.

You know, I knew a Vordenberg once. Maybe an ancestor?

He had a barony near my father's land. Weird family.

But then, with a name like Vordenberg...

Well, creepy name or not, he's still a potential source of information, and maybe even an ally.

So what else do you know about him?

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