As the sun began to drift below the horizon, Lyrian, Leon, Alten, and Rylan made it back to the transparent blue dome--the epicenter of the Tasnan Wilderlands--in one piece.
They all cracked jokes and laughed while returning, enjoying what they knew would be their last moments in the exam. They all looked normal, except, Lyrian had a black headband on. They stepped inside, feeling the vibe of the quiet center. Many kids still lurked around.
Some were full of anxiety, too scared to go after the Golden Tiered Monster. Others confident instead, finding safety in their number of cores and knowing that they will pass the exam indefinitely.
Nonetheless, many examinees had been knocked out. In total, 20 of them were left in the center...
"Guys..."
