The final stage exam was a written test.
None of us could believe it. After everything we'd endured—all those lives lost, all that bloodshed.
It all came down to this. A written test?
I was expecting something worthy of the trials we'd survived. But this? This was just a huge letdown.
It felt like an insult.
Of course, Raven was the first to protest.
"That's it?" Her voice was sharp with fury. "A written exam? You made us go through all that hell, risking our lives just for a written test?"
Chancellor Elysia didn't say anything. She allowed Raven to vent her anger and frustration.
"We faced an undead army," Raven went on, trembling with rage. "I witnessed children my age and adults get slaughtered by undead knights. Not to mention, we barely survived Frosthelm Mountains."
"We fought off Snow eagles and Ice Giants. Lives were lost. Good people. And all for what? Some written test?"
Elysia's expression remained composed. "Are you finished?"
