[Ren Hilton POV.]
"Do you think this is going to work just fine?" Blaze asked as he jumped on my shoulder. I was leaning on my chair while I looked down at my feet in the dark behind the curtain.
...I slept, I slept well. It was a good sleep. I tried my best to ignore a lot of things and just focus on my rest.
Why am I telling you this? Because I just wanted to.
"Yeah, this will work," I answered him.
"Ren Hilton!"
It's time. I got up from my chair as I passed by the already lifted curtain that led to the stage.
It had been two days since the last selection match. Vexa won, marking the final person on the imperial academy's team for the Mage's Gambit, and after that, everything went silent for the next two days. I didn't meet anyone because, for some reason, fatigue took over me.
It was a weird type of fatigue—one where you just don't want to move at all.
I followed what I felt and just slept—till Blaze himself woke me up.
