"That brings us to the main elimination format, the gladiator test!" The handsome man in a suit and scholarly glasses smiled.
"Follow me".
Following the man and his assistants, Paul could not help but look behind, at the last of the dejected applicants walking back through the gates of the academy.
He clenched a fist and looked at it. 'If I was not a Cosmopolitan, would I have been able to make it here?'
He shook his head. 'It doesn't matter'. He focused on what mattered, the gladiator test that would soon commence.
Despite Instructor Hema not elaborating yet about the gladiator test, having done extensive research about how previous year's entrance exams went, Paul had a good idea about the gladiator test.
This was the reason why he started paying attention to the other 60 applicants who qualified among the apprentice rank awakened.
