At the corner of the examination area, I sat down on an empty chair, arms crossed, quietly observing the chaos in front of me.
The constant buzz of mana flowed through my body, flickering beneath my skin like a hidden flame. I kept it active, idly igniting the energy inside me to keep my senses sharp.
Any moment now, it would be my turn to evaluate the freshmen on the stage.
Today was the day of the practical exams—the placement examination, where the incoming first-years would be put to the test.
Their performances would determine their class ranks and, ultimately, their futures within the academy.
Though the exam schedule had shifted and the location had changed, at its core, nothing was really different.
My objective for the day was simple: help the professors evaluate the incoming first-years by, well, beating the hell out of them.