At the end of spring, the May sun carried a scorching temperature.
On the beach, the sea breeze blew gently yet was boiling hot, making one feel as if ants were crawling all over, causing great discomfort.
However, for these students about to pass the selection, this minor torment didn't even make their brows furrow.
Over time, the number of people leaving had increased, and on the vast beach, the crowd looked sparse and pitifully small.
Little by little, pairs began their training.
And—
There were still a few groups standing still, their gazes all fixed on one spot.
Becca Reyes was confronting Cherry Hamilton.
"It seems you're quite confident,"
Cherry Hamilton got into position, her face showing an arrogant smile, expressing her disdain when facing Becca Reyes.
Hidden in her eyes were hatred and vengeance.
She had finally waited for this day!
