Sylas raised four fingers, and the weight of his words hung in the air like an anvil.
"Four points are awarded for every human life taken." He said, paused, then added.
"Well... I guess I should say, for every examinee, in this case." Sylas' bearing was casual.
Kora froze. Her eyes widened, and Cassandra's face was struck by even wilder horror.
A deep and stuffy silence reigned.
During this moment, Kora's mind continued to race even more rapidly.
The requirement Exam for The Ward this year was rather straightforward. The candidates were expected to survive five days in the Hive and come out alive by the end of it.
'Amass enough points to raise your chances of getting in.'
But.
'The instruction never said the only way to amass point was by hunting down Elder Gods roaming about.'
It said amass enough points, plainly, leaving it vaguely open to a variety of meanings.
But what was this?