Before we knew what was happening, the train reached Olympus City. However, the train staff forbade us from alighting just yet, and instructed us to remain in our seats. Instead, we were being called to alight team by team, according to our academies.
If we were following clichés, the S-ranked teams would be called first, followed by the A-ranked teams. However, the tournament organizers cared little for our arbitrary ranking system I caught sight of the black-uniformed guy from Edgar Pole Academy, along with his comrades, being among the first few teams who were disembarking. He gave us a glance, was startled when he caught sight of me watching him, and then quickly jumped off without looking back again.
As I said, amateur.
It didn't take long for our team to be called. The military-uniformed staff poked his head in, his short-cropped hair hidden under a purple beret, and called out to us.
"Jing Tian Academy team, please alight."
