The day of the semester examination finally arrived.
More than four hundred first-year students gathered inside the massive Gateway Hall of Novaris Academy.
The atmosphere was far more serious than usual.
Rows upon rows of students stood neatly in formation while enormous teleportation gates hummed with magical energy at the front of the hall. Blue runes glowed across the metal structures, illuminating the area with a faint light.
Every student had been provided with academy-issued battle gear.
The uniform consisted of black, white, and blue combat attire designed for mobility and protection. Most students also carried backpacks containing emergency supplies and rations.
Some looked excited. Some looked nervous. Others appeared eager for battle.
Noah stood among Class A-1 while observing the crowd around him.
Nearby, he could spot familiar faces.
Damien stood calmly with his arms crossed.
Lyria looked slightly nervous.
Leonard appeared excited.
