Situation out of Hand? (1)

The pristine white walls of the academy's infirmary surrounded me, their sterile ambiance offering a sense of tranquility. As my eyes adjusted to the soft light, fragments of memories flooded my mind, reminding me of the extraordinary events that had unfolded in the arena.

"I remember now," I murmured to myself, a mix of awe and realization evident in my voice. The power unleashed by the Black Sun had been more formidable than I had anticipated, leaving both Winand and me unconscious in its wake. The sheer force of the skill had overwhelmed me into temporary oblivion.

With a sense of curiosity and eagerness, I reached for the device provided by the academy to check the current rankings. The projection screen flickered to life, displaying the results in vivid detail. And there it was, a moment of triumph captured in two simple words.

Rank 95 - Eren Pendragon 

Rank 96 - Winand Klee

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