"Impossible… This is impossible."
Amberine muttered the words under her breath, her voice heavy with frustration. Her eyes were bleary from lack of sleep, and the flickering candlelight wasn't helping. She stared down at the exam paper, her hands trembling slightly from exhaustion. She'd been at this for hours now, and despite her best efforts, she'd only managed to answer two of the ten questions. And even those answers felt shaky, uncertain.
Her quill hovered over the paper, but it might as well have been a sword she couldn't lift. The questions were unlike anything she had expected. Each one wasn't just a standalone puzzle—they were interconnected, feeding into each other in ways that made her head spin. There were magic circles to decipher, spells to harmonize, mana flows to control, and elemental combinations to create. And all of it was wrapped in layers of nuance and complexity, the kind that Draven was infamous for.
