'What the hell?' Lyrian said, immediately feeling a weird sensation go down the back of his spine. 'We've all been debuffed... if we all got slowed, doesn't that mean we all got the same debuffs that Gear told me as well?' He thought to himself, 'But if that was the case, what was up with the different colors? Could it be possible that everyone got different debuffs apart from the slow down?'
"Looks like this is our handicap to fight it!" Zoldith exclaimed to everyone, "It's fine, we are still over 35 in number!"
Hearing this, the worries of some went away. Their opponent was not weak at all, quite the contrary. Supposedly the strongest that there was in the exam, however, upon realizing there were so many examinees, everyone felt a little relief in their hearts.
A boy raised his voice from the crowd, "Hey! What do we do now?" He shouted at Zoldith.
