"That marks the end of your examination. I will hand over your scores later. For those that haven't seen a massive jump in their scores, please don't be disheartened. There will always be a next time."
Hearing the assistant Professor's words, a few cadets showed downcast expressions and nodded.
The harsh reality of the matter was that not everyone was able to improve significantly.
At least, when compared to Leon, Aoife, and the others.
Their progress was rather minimal.
But if that wasn't bad enough, those who saw the least amount in this round would be put on a watchlist.
If the next progression analysis hardly saw any improvements, then they would, unfortunately, be held back a year or expelled from the Academy.
The Academy poured a lot of resources into sustaining the cadets.
The Academy was a harsh place.
Only the top of the top were allowed to stay.
"You've improved a lot."