The practical exam soon ended, and the rankings weren't all that different from the entrance examination.
The sun had set, and moonlight was the only source of illumination in a dim, luxurious room in which a crimson-eyed individual sat. His legs were crossed, and his eyes stared directly at the moon outside the window.
His index finger rhythmically tapped the armrest on which his forearm rested. His eyes burnt with a voracious flame, threatening to swallow the world.
Suddenly, the sound of a doorknob twisting echoed across the room, and the door gently opened, revealing a second source of light and a dirty-blonde-haired man, who seemed out of breath.
"Sit."
Arthur's voice resounded in Jake's ears. It was a single word, yet the latter felt an unknown urge to obey. Succumbing to the urge, he silently walked towards the crimson-eyed man before sitting on the chair before him.
