Preparation for the Finals [3]

"Rein?"

A familiar voice rang from the back corner from where Reinhard stood.

Reinhard abruptly turned around after finishing off the monster. There, his gaze met with two familiar eyes.

"Raven? Brandon? What are you two doing here…?"

He hadn't expected them to be here at all.

Especially when Reinhard had been doing this for six months now.

Solo labyrinth diving.

It was a way for Reinhard to himself. But recently, it had been quite a breeze. This was especially so—as Reinhard's abilities catered towards fighting a larger crowd.

But lately, he wanted to focus on frontal combat against an enemy more powerful than him.

To see if he could come out on top relying on tactical strategy, rather than brute forcing his way through.

This thought rose to him because of Brandon, who had single handedly taken down the wyvern in front of every cadet present.

Just the thought of it sent goosebumps all over.