At this moment, in another part of the forest, in a clearing, a black-haired youth with grey eyes dressed in ornate white and golden armor was locked in a fierce confrontation with two others, who were clumsily pointing their weapons at him.
Wrong, this was no confrontation... Instead, it was! The youth in gold and white armor had a relaxed posture with a hint of boredom flickering in those grey eyes. His expression alone seemed to say, This is futile, just give up!
The other two Awakened, however, weren't so relaxed. Their eyes, arms, and legs were trembling with an unstoppable force. They were even struggling to stay on their feet as they tried to mask their tearful gazes with defiance, but they were failing horribly.
The scalps of the two tingled as they cursed their terrible luck. Why! Why does it have to be him? The two examinees thought in dread. Of all the people they could run into, it just had to be the entrance exam favorite!
