In the dimly lit Exam assessment room.
The first day of the Exam was drawing to a close, and everything had proceeded smoothly—perhaps too smoothly. Harvey, standing at the far end of the room, couldn't shake the gnawing feeling creeping up his spine.
The absence of conflict was strange. Rarely did the Exams proceed without some kind of confrontation between students, yet today, no significant clashes had occurred. Something was wrong.
Harvey's eyes flicked to one of the many screens displaying the feed from the Zones. On it, Amael was wandering the 7th Zone, moving silently. Not a single creature or student had crossed his path. Yes, the forest was large but the tranquility of it all was jarring. Even more disturbing was the fact that Harvey was certain Amael had been poisoned earlier. By all accounts, Amael should be struggling—at the very least showing signs of weakness. Yet, here he was, walking without the slightest hint of trouble.
