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.

air, and the echoes of groans, grunts, screams, and cries were drowned by

Over and over again.

matter what happened, everything was

Well—

"Ready?"

—Not to two people.

"Yeah."

the commotion around them

hold it in

"Let's go!"

~WHOOOOSH!~

a cloud of dust—as well as the unconscious bodies of those near them—in

opting for a more Martial Arts-based fighting model than the usual Magic and

have the advantage of speed in that regard, but he was

like Dragons—even those presently in

few were

level of skill,

~WHOOSH!~

getting amidst a few enemies with his nimble movements, catching them off guard

trying their best

were too slow,

easily sliced through them with his dull blade, shattering their bones and knocking them unconscious

this, however, he noticed

"Hup!"

high into the air and voided

avoid his new and incoming adversaries,

resemble blazing energies of varying colors—their Mana, no

still in the air, they completed their chants and launched destructive blasts of fire,

abundance of their projectiles guaranteed them a surefire win, at

Right? RIGHT?

—Wrong!

~VWUUSH!~

them while he twisted his body in the air and thrust himself in the direction of

any resistance or plea could be made, the

~SWUSH!~

rest met similar fates as Rey ricocheted

of these happened within seconds, and

to resume his fun,

hasn't attacked