Black flags with gemstones hidden beneath the surface.
The goal was simple and safe. Despite what the vice-headmaster had said, there was no real chance of a high-grade monster lurking in the forest. They only wanted to create a sense of urgency, a controlled panic to make the students take this seriously.
The whole examination felt lame to him, truth be told. These students were going to join the battlefield, maybe not participating in wars but one way or another they would be fighting with their lives on the line.
And for such people they have arranged this…but well.
William sprinted through the familiar greenery, searching for the first flag. He didn't know what would count as an ideal number, but he decided to hunt down at least three.
"This is a trap."
The voice echoed in his ear, and William instinctively slowed.
He glanced over his shoulder. Hovering midair was the familiar bloodied figure—Lamb.
