Everyone who was tensed up during the fight now breathed sighs of relief.
It was over now, and many began to do their own things.
Some trained with each other here and there, and others spoke with each other as they waited for the exam to begin later in the day.
"Boys... how about we go get some lunch?" Lyrian asked Alten and Leon.
"You and your lunch... I don't know how you aren't morbidly obese by now." Alten joked as they began heading to the canteen.
In front of them, they noticed a few figures entering the training grounds.
"Jeez... and I thought I was late," Lyrian mumbled, as three students ran into the track.
"Wait... isn't that..." Alten seemed to remember one of them.
"Oh... that's also..." Lyrian also recognized one.
"Oh my! Well, if it isn't Lyrian Theageld and his friends." Geld, from the Fortune sector, suddenly called out.
"Geld! Long time no see. What are you so busy with, anyways?"
