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Chapter 41 - FIRST CLASS (7)

Chapter 41: First Class (7)

Cadets were still murmuring, some sneaking glances at Leon's stiff back as he returned to his seat, others stealing side-eyes at Eric, who looked annoyingly calm despite his victory.

But then—

Alastor's gaze snapped toward me.

"Michael… step forward."

My body tensed instinctively. His tone wasn't just an order; it was a challenge, a call dragged from the throat of a lion testing if another beast dared answer.

The hall went quiet. Too quiet.

Every eye turned toward me.

Some were filled with curiosity. Others—resentment. And a few, barely concealed hunger, as if waiting to see the Rank 1 crumble under pressure.

I rose from my seat in the third row, the scrape of the chair legs sounding deafening in the silence. My steps echoed against the arena's stone floor.

'Tch… and here I thought I'd get to spectate a little longer.'

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