Chapter 32: You’re welcome
The golden rays of dawn poured through the crystalline windows of Dawn Academy, casting light upon cobblestone walkways and trimmed gardens.
The air was alive with excitement and tension—the academy had released the details of the upcoming advancement exams.
For most, it was a time to prove one’s progress. For others, it was the looming wall of failure.
Jered sat at the edge of his bed, restless eyes tracing the announcement slip in his hand.
The words were burned into his mind "Contest of Strength for Warriors. Contest of Mana for Casters."
A contest of raw power. No tricks. No strategy.
Just might.
"Damn it..." he muttered. "I don’t even have a class yet."
Two years had passed since they joined Dawn Academy.
Two long years of theory, light combat, and mission support.
Two years of learning, growth and now, judgment. Level 20 was the threshold, and he had reached it way long before now he was almost 21.