Proctor Aerion raised her voice one last time. "Do not worry about the elite students. They have their own mission, and their rewards are similar to yours, but I won't say theirs here. You all should be concerned about yours now. The mission will begin in three days. Until then, you are to wait here in the Assembly Hall. We will be giving you your first instructions shortly." She stepped out of the pulpit and walked away, her mission completed.
The hall erupted in a deafening roar of voices as students stood up to leave. "Did you hear that? President!" a B-Class student shouted, his voice thick with ambition. "I'm going to be a class rep!" another exclaimed. The entire hall was now a chaotic blend of fear and ambition.
