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.

through the air, and the echoes of groans, grunts, screams, and cries

Over and over again.

matter what happened, everything was

Well—

"Ready?"

—Not to two people.

"Yeah."

they welcomed the commotion around them with excitement. Several opponents

couldn't hold it

"Let's go!"

~WHOOOOSH!~

their positions, leaving nothing but a cloud of dust—as well as the unconscious bodies

by attacking first—summoning a blunt blade in his hand and opting for a more Martial Arts-based

speed in that regard, but he was also going

in the hall—didn't have a concept of Martial

few were even utilizing

his own level

~WHOOSH!~

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

of them noticed him, trying their best to get rid of him

were too

his dull blade, shattering their bones and knocking them unconscious

this, however, he noticed a

"Hup!"

Rey leaped high into the air and voided the successive bombardments

to avoid his new and incoming

had surrounded him, all coated in what resemble blazing energies of

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

projectiles guaranteed them a surefire

Right? RIGHT?

—Wrong!

~VWUUSH!~

of energy surrounding Rey easily blocked all of them while he twisted his body in the

Before any resistance or plea could be made, the blade came crashing

~SWUSH!~

Rey ricocheted in the air and sliced them all while

these happened within seconds,

darted back to the ground to resume his fun, he noticed a

hasn't