⁜ Lorem POV
The entire arena produced a strange tension. Whether from the battleship attacking the forest and the assassins who attacked the prince.
This year was much worse than the past decade. Lorem furrowed her brows as she examined the crowd of students.
Hers alone, with ten fewer people.
'I will never forget this, you cultist bastards. Not only did you try to kill Asura...'
'But so many of my lovely students!'
Filled with emotions, she finally took the stand and cleared her throat.
"Greetings, new students of the academy. Congratulations on surviving the first-year assessment."
A quiet clap followed because most of the first years were in a state of shock.
The horrific experiences of the assessment from the forest being destroyed by a dragon flame that claimed the lives of five students.
Then, the bombing wounded seventy and killed over fifty.