Passing the Test

Sweat ran down Nero's forehead as he could hear the sounds of a ticking clock that rested in front of him. The clock handles seeming no different from a devil's horns as they curved at an angle with a reddish tint, ticking away towards a red triangular marker with each passing second.

Looking at the clock hours, one could tell that the time limit for his abrupt test was no more than ten minutes, as Marlo and those around him observed with cold looks on their faces.

'This little brat, he sure is persistent, but I want to see what you'll do when you reach that question,' Marlo thought with a sneer on his face.

Nero wrote as if his life depended on it, but soon he reached the last page. At this time, his eyes widened as his mouth opened in shock as he saw a complex math problem with unknown symbols.