"A rare honor, Dean Ordenance," the Head Dungeon Instructor said, bowing his head respectfully toward the robed man.
Dean Ordenance held up his hand. "Carry on, Instructor. I am merely here as an audience today. I wish to observe the First Years."
The Dean's calm, resonant voice echoed across the Higher Dungeons floor, but its effect on the students was anything but calming.
A collective, anxious thrill shot through the remaining freshmen. To be watched by the Dean of Awakener Supreme was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Posture straightened. Hands tightened around staffs and sword hilts. Every single student suddenly felt a burning need to do their absolute best to impress the second most powerful person in the Academy.
"Very well," the Head Instructor said, turning back to the elite group. "Listen closely. Because these areHigher Dungeons, you'll be operating on a completely different philosophy.
