Ptooey!
Boom!
Finally, when she spat on the sixth dummy, the one-star bone dummy, the dummy was, at last, barely able to keep its rough shape.
"What's my grade for this test, Mr. invigilator?" Staring at the invigilator, Lydia inquired while maintaining an innocent face as if she hadn't just killed an army with nothing but her spit.
A while later, still having not received any responses in return, Lydia could only repeat at the dazed man. "Mr. invigilator!"
"Ah, Y-yes. Y-your grade for the Test of Power is two stars."
"Em, but, wasn't I only able to deal damage to a one-star bone dummy? Shouldn't I receive a single star, then?"
