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"Master Desmond, pray tell, what brings you to this hallowed ground?" Elizabeth's voice cut through the stunned silence, her eyes brimming with disbelief, jolting the others back to their senses.

Desmond's gaze shifted to Elizabeth, and with an air of formality, he offered a respectful salute. "Miss Elizabeth, as you can discern, my presence here bears the same intent as yours and all others gathered. We are here to overcome the trials of the academy, are we not?"

A growl escaped the purple-haired boy standing beside Elizabeth. His eyes blazed with fury, and had it not been for her timely interjection, he might have lunged at Desmond in an instant.

"Is this some cruel jest? How did this uncouth barbarian find himself amidst our final competition?" Edison erupted, his face flushed with anger as he recalled the humiliation he had suffered at Desmond's hands.