The training hall vibrated violently. Every last piece of iron shield paused mid-air—then vanished.
Not a sound was made. They simply disappeared, returning the eerie silence—except for the sound of someone violently punching meat.
Tham! Tham!
Kirin pounded the bloody mush Ronnie's face had become. "Where is your smirk? You know what to do, right? I won't stop otherwise!!"
The speed of her punches increased. She shouted at the open skull covered in blood—skin already shredded—making the scene look horrifying.
Raventa frowned, hesitantly pulling out a wooden wand. But one look at Kirin's fierce expression made her reconsider. She simply observed.
Hunter exams were meant to be completely unsupervised—lawless. Anything was allowed. You could even poison the A-rank hunter and kill him before the fight—you just needed proof of poisoning to get your license.
As a cardinal, she had no right to interfere. It would only create problems for her.
