Two weeks flew by and like the changing of seasons, the exam loomed over the students as the final obstacle between them and freedom. Armed with all their newly crammed knowledge, the students of the E.C. Class sharpened their pencils and awaited the monster to approach them.
Dragon was strangely nervous. Rebecca's methods might be brutal but they worked. For the first time in his life, the martial artist was able to understand the questions in front of him. He didn't need to guess the options to choose his answer, he could solve them to arrive at a number that matched the option. That gave him the confidence to continue with the most serious expression anyone had ever witnessed.
