The ride to the Iron Graveyard was taking place in the back of Han's absurdly long, armored limousine.
The interior of the car smelled of rich leather and expensive cologne, a stark contrast to the grim topic of conversation currently flowing between the nobles.
"So, did wiping out half the venue really make it that much easier to collect points?" Moon asked casually, swirling a glass of sparkling water like he was talking about a new workout routine.
Alice who was seated elegantly across from them, gave a small, pragmatic nod.
"Yes. By clearing the competition early, we monopolized the spawn zones, so we were pretty much done with our exam in an hour or two."
Sitting next to Moon, Verso looked between the two nobles as if they were complete psychopaths. They were talking about a mass slaughter of students like it was some form of competitive advantage.
