The Pagna warriors were starting to feel the pressure settle deep in their bones. They had known this was coming, they'd talked about it. That at some point, they would have to pretend to use magic for the assessment.
But knowing it was coming and being prepared were two very different things.
None of them had actually worked out a plan.
It wasn't like Raze could just snap his fingers and teach them magic overnight. For this test… they were on their own.
"Alright, you, the big one! You look confident. Step up first!" Professor Luka called out, his voice carrying across the open field.
Out of all the people he could've picked… it was Dame who stepped forward.
"Ah, crap," Liam whispered, eyes wide. "Wouldn't it have been better if they picked Raze first?"
"I don't know… maybe it's a good thing," Beatrix replied. "I mean, look how confident he is. If he pulls it off, maybe we can all just follow his lead."
