Chapter 64

With the last day of the Lenta Lubus the air changed, the game carried a tinge of anxiety, danger, and foreboding, the students were ushered out of our rooms stupidly early filing us into neat rows as we made our way to the field which looked nothing like it has the last few days 

The grounds were no longer a grassy plain but In its place stood a gauntlet, a jagged uneven path ran from the entrance out the Corridor spanning across different rooms leading back into the field from a swirling green portal suspended mid-air 

The path was rife with obstacles, gravel, hurdles, a vertical wall, a FREAKING pit of fire!!, It looked straight out of your nightmares 

I pat my back pocket nervously feeling the vial containing the breath of Bahamut