-- Aaris - POV --
Menso was fast but not fast enough that my eyes could miss him. He leaped over his desk and started running at me, I stood there and pulled my guard.
"YOU FUCKER!
[ HEAVY ARM ]!"
He used a 3rd-grade physical strengthening spell, his arm would be seven times heavier than it originally was, one clean hit would easily crush every bond on a normal human.
But for me, it is not something I should be afraid of…
"You son of bitch! Just because a Trident got your back doesn't mean you can hold us back too! I know you were late on purpose so that you can get a chance to fix your rank by deferring the weak one!"
When Menso said this, all the candidates who had tears in there before now had raging anger and detest me now. They all looked at me and scorned me as they were ready to tear me apart from limb to limb.
