Vice Dean Hargan stepped forward once more, his deep azure robes flowing as if reflecting his solemn mood. The students' murmurs gradually quieted, their eyes nervously shifting toward him.
His piercing gaze swept across the hall, stopping momentarily on the faces of Orion, Arya, and other top students. "I urge all of you to heed Vice Dean Elanora's words carefully. Students have indeed lost their lives during academy's examinations before. This is not a mere threat to frighten you—it's a sad reality. Treat your preparation with utmost seriousness."
Orion inwardly groaned, 'No shit, we are going to a warzone.'
Despite his wry humor, he clearly understood the severity of the situation. Around him, the silence shattered into tense whispers. Students exchanged panicked glances, unease palpable in the stifling air of the grand hall.
