The moment those five figures surged toward Creed, the air itself seemed to vibrate with intensity.
Each youth released a domain that painted the surroundings in their own flavor of power.
To any ordinary candidate, it would have been like staring down a council of apex predators, their pressure thick enough to choke a dragon.
But to Creed? It was more like watching five little boys try to lift a boulder with wet noodles.
His lips curled up in amusement, his blue eyes flashing as if he were genuinely curious how far they would go with their bravado.
Lilith stepped beside him, her scythe already dancing with killing aura, the blade humming like it couldn't wait to bite into someone.
Tierra cracked her neck, the twin daggers in her hands glowing faintly as if thrilled for the chase. Creed raised one hand lazily and whispered, "Quickly kill them. I need the points."
That was all the signal they needed.
Boom!
