Sabrina swiftly cast a spell as the paper flew towards her face but just before the papers could hit her, they halted and began to hover before her.
She took a brief look at all the students' images but her expression remained the same.
Then she returned her gaze to Lucille.
"Do you really believe that these students are as impressive as you say they are?" Sabrina asked, doubting the council members' opinion that these students were very talented individuals.
"Yes."
"Don't you think you might be overestimating these kids a bit too much?"
"They're old enough to be called adults," Lucille corrected her.
"Who cares? It still doesn't change the fact that none of them have any real battle or war experience. They're all a bunch of greenhorns who'll easily cower once they're up against an opponent, six ranks above theirs."
"Any sane witch, elf, or demon would cower once they realized that their opponent was six ranks above theirs."
