Chapter 689: Getting To Solid Ground
Back within the Dark Knight Academy, inside the Eastern Grand Hall where the authoritative figures were seated, dozens of suspended screens floated before them, each one displaying a different second-year student within the realm of Nalim.
They observed with cold, assessing eyes, gauging every decision, every movement, and every reaction made within the trial. Not a single detail was overlooked. To them, this was more than just an evaluation, it was a dissection of potential.
And not even an hour into the assessment’s commencement, nearly everyone’s attention was suddenly drawn to a single screen.
Moments ago, one of the displays had erupted with a blinding white-orange light, intense enough to outshine the others around it. The sudden flare immediately caught the attention of every instructor and professor present. Conversations halted, eyes shifted, focus locked.
And when they turned to that screen...
Most of them were stunned by what they were witnessing.
In less than an hour; half an hour, in fact, Liam Hunter, the ranked one among the second years, had eliminated over fifty Feral-class Gravecoils and killed an evolved one that had reached the level of an Advanced Horror.
And the manner in which he had done it...
It was nothing short of brutal.
The screen now replayed the entire sequence from the moment he had been dropped into Nalim. From the initial fall, to the swarm of Gravecoils, to the moment he had been cornered, to the shift; when he stopped holding back and turned the battlefield into something far more one-sided.
Flames, precision, calculated movement, and absolute lethality.
Some instructors leaned forward slightly, unable to look away. Others remained still, their expressions tightening as they processed what they were seeing. A few exchanged glances, not out of confusion, but acknowledgment.