The room was thick with a tense, disbelieving energy. Voices echoed off the metal walls as students murmured amongst themselves, eyes wide with shock.
"What? Did he just say Grade 5 mutant realm?!"
"I thought we were only supposed to be sent to a Grade 2 realm for the test! What does he mean by Grade 5?!"
"How did they survive if it was a Grade 5?!"
The whispers quickly turned to a low hum of panic and incredulity, faces filled with disbelief and fear. Students exchanged glances, trying to process the weight of Klaus's words.
Standing among them, Matt's face twisted in confusion. He muttered, almost to himself, "Grade 5?" His gaze bore into Klaus as if he needed to make sure he'd heard right.
