“Are we to be tested?”

“why were we not forewarned?”

Surveying the examination papers, bewilderment etched its mark on their expressions. Unanticipated tests loomed before them, casting doubt on their level of preparedness.

“In this test’s crucible, the pinnacle trio shall find apprenticeship within the Thomas Group.”

Seriousness resonated in Marcus’s tone; his presence was a steadfast sentinel upon the stage.

“Three slots, you jest? Did a quota unmentioned emerge?”

discourse ceased, and the room fell silent. Questions multiplied, and anxiety for completion gnawed at

bore witness to the cessation of scribbles, with every script surrendered to Marcus‘ evaluation. Suspense gripped the air as students awaited their fate, hopes pinned upon securing

thwarted my

befits those who failed to exert due diligence.” Kaya’s retort, laced with levity,

silent but somber acknowledgment of their shortcomings. Kaya’’s claim held a kernel of truth-her diligent persistence set

countenance, Marcus proceeded to assess the

particular script halted his perusal, his scrutiny aligning with the name inscribed atop. His gaze lifted,

wings, and Marcus, having concluded his evaluations,

“It’s done? So swift?

celerity befits the Thomas Group’s

swift sequence, scores found their

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