Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 267: Primary Round

Eleanor stared at the lifeless body of her opponent. From the moment this vampire had entered the arena, she had felt the killing intent seeping out of him. Though he had tried to contain it within himself... and might have succeeded in deceiving others... he could not deceive Eleanor. Her Predator’s Awareness ability was always active due to its passive nature. She could sense even the faintest flicker of hostility in her surroundings, if it was directed at her.

She had no quarrel with him beforehand. She couldn’t fathom why this man wanted to kill her, even within a virtual arena. If there had been any prior encounter, her eidetic memory would never have missed it.

At first, she had intended to treat this battle merely as practical training for her newfound combat prowess. But as time went on, the killing intent radiating from her opponent only intensified. Eventually, she decided to show the vampire the true difference between them, if only to prevent further provocation.

"He might be one of those vampire cultists who spread hatred against werewolves in general," she thought.

At that moment, a mechanical voice echoed in her mind.

"Congratulations! Cadet 10156659 is the winner of the qualifying round. You will be removed from the arena in 3, 2, 1, 0."

Eleanor found herself once more in the familiar darkness of the space capsule. The lid hissed open, and the room’s light spilled into her eyes. She was now accustomed to using these capsules... the abrupt shift between light and environment no longer disoriented her as it once had.

Sliding down from the capsule, she closed the lid and glanced around. A few cadets had already gathered in front of the platform. She walked towards them at an unhurried pace.

Soon, more cadets joined... some with bright, triumphant smiles; others with sour, defeated expressions; and a few, like Eleanor, entirely indifferent to the outcome.

Nonetheless, all eyes were fixed upon the figure standing on the platform, a tablet in his hands.

After some time, Instructor Daniel Tremblay set his tablet down on the table and turned to face the gathered cadets.

"Cadets, the qualifying round is now concluded," he announced. "To those who emerged victorious... congratulations. You have demonstrated both skill and determination. Your journey, however, is far from over."

He continued, "The winners will now advance to the primary round. As stated earlier, this stage will pit qualifiers ranked one through twenty-five against those ranked twenty-six through fifty. Only the victors of these matches will proceed to the space capsules. Those who did not qualify... you have a choice. You may remain here to support your comrades, or you are dismissed to attend to your other duties."

"This will be the last match of the day," he added. "Tomorrow, the final round begins. Let me outline its structure clearly. There will be a total of three hundred matches. Each match will last thirty minutes. A clear victory earns one point; a loss earns none. If there is no winner within the time limit, the match is declared a draw, and no points are awarded."

five matches per day. You will have a ten-minute break between matches to recover and refocus. To ensure fairness, each cadet will receive one round of rest...a bye... which will be scheduled systematically,

five minutes to prepare for your primary-round duels. Locate your assigned capsule, steady your mind, and prepare

into conversation. A

for her friends, but before she could move, she spotted Ophelia and Maira already heading her way. She stayed where she was and waited

two ready for the next round?" she asked

exactly are you so

she’s struck by a bout of serious bad luck. You, on the other hand,

you ever do is run around the academy training or lock yourself in your room. Sometimes, you don’t even return to

an incoming

duels. Remember, your battles will be posted on the Academy

known that the matches were being recorded. No one had mentioned it before. The tone of Arrichion’s message made it clear he had already reviewed her first duel... which likely

study them. Her opponents could analyse her

decided to warn her friends too. Just then, Jaciara, Marsha, Phoebe, and Izumi joined

Kirana Tidebringer... young miss of the renowned Tidebringer Naga Clan of Indonesia, had joined

from Ireland, and she had initially sought out Eleanor

formidable air abilities and the poise of a skilled samurai. She had become close

by now become almost entirely composed of girls. Though he maintained friendly

After exchanging stories of their previous matches, they made their way

room lined with weapon racks. She

girl already stood within the ring, a bow gripped

her pace. She approached the platform, climbed the stairs, and entered the ring, standing opposite her opponent. Instinctively, she could sense that

could speak, the girl smiled and said, "I am Alina Calypso Istros of the Danube Delta Clan. It’s

am Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor," Eleanor

they could exchange another word, the countdown

10... 9... 8...