Jason took a seat in a very packed stadium. The stadium could contain nearly a hundred thousand spectators, and currently it was at least 50 percent full. That was already impressive, knowing that it was only a practice match and not the End of the Year tournament between five academies.
The End of the Year tournament happened in the last week of the semester. The entrance exams were held two days earlier.
Jason perked his ears as a suddenly booming sound reverberated through the stadium. He looked around and saw young men and women gathered on different balconies. They were slamming drums, sending a powerful tempo across the air.
The spectators turned excited and loud as they all cast their gazes on the platform in the middle of the stadium.
Two gates slammed open, and three young men from each gate walked proudly to the platform with heads held high. They were bathed in loud applause from the spectators.