An Extra’s POV

The rules were given.

"No fatal attacks. You are all potential resources that will be useful to the Emperor in one way or the other, so do not take the lives of any of your competitors. Other than that, anything goes."

The stage was set.

"Knock your opponents out, and keep fighting here until the time limit is reached. We are recording everything, so make sure you contribute as much as possible to the elimination of your competition. That will greatly affect your score."

Everyone was ready for what was to come.

"The Examiners are going to excuse you now. The moment we leave this place and shut the doors behind us… the Exam Begins."

Once the Chief Examiner finished his statement, he gestured to the rest of his colleagues, and they all began to depart from the stage.

The Examinees watched with bated breaths—waiting with wide open eyes.

One by one, the officials bled out of the hall, until only few were remaining. However, it was only a matter of time before they all went out of sight.

Beads of sweat, coupled with the racing of hearts, evident by the nervous shuffling of the gazes of Examinees from one to another, afflicted a majority of the people present.

They sought their first prey with careful eyes, gauging them based on many factors; particularly an arbitrary assumption of strength.

—Or weakness.

Finally, the last of the Examiners left the room, forcing the door behind him to close automatically.

Once that happened… all hell broke loose.

~BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!~

The determined Dragons rushed at one another in a frenzy, causing massive quakes and overwhelming explosions in the first few seconds of the battle's commencement.

Spells were chanted, and swift blurs of movement danced around the battlefield.

Foolish Examinees decided to focus on defense or evasion—an impossible task in such a pervasive landscape of battle.

Running away was futile.

Predators had already targeted prey—sometimes multiple at once—so rather than running or hiding, the best way to survive was to fight.

Fight as hard as possible!

The wiser Dragons ensured to properly defend themselves, while focusing most of their attention on offensive maneuvers. Magic and Skills were the central abilities of Dragons—the latter especially—so it only made sense that there were tons of chants bustling through the land battlefield.

the air, and the echoes of groans,

Over and over again.

matter what happened,

Well—

"Ready?"

—Not to two people.

"Yeah."

welcomed the commotion around them with excitement. Several opponents

it

"Let's go!"

~WHOOOOSH!~

their positions, leaving nothing but a cloud of

initiative by attacking first—summoning a blunt blade in his hand and opting for a more

have the advantage of speed in that regard, but he was also going to have tons of

in the hall—didn't

were even utilizing

to his own level of

~WHOOSH!~

with his nimble movements, catching them off guard as he appeared in their center, he held his blade

him, trying their best to get

too

his dull blade, shattering their bones and knocking

however, he noticed a few projectiles being

"Hup!"

his feet, Rey leaped high into the air

to avoid his new and incoming

coated in what resemble blazing energies of varying colors—their Mana, no

their chants and launched destructive blasts of fire, lightning, winds,

guaranteed them a surefire win,

Right? RIGHT?

—Wrong!

~VWUUSH!~

while he twisted his body in the air and thrust

could be

~SWUSH!~

fates as Rey ricocheted in the

of these happened within seconds, and he was

to the ground to resume his fun, he noticed a lone figure hanging in

She hasn't attacked