Vice Principal Mei-ling's eyes were glued on the fulgurating aura value on the pillar that showcased two zeroes glued together with a small 'null' written at their bottom. As for color, the gemstone pillar had turned white again with no cracks on it.
There was no way to determine Damien's rank, but the woman knew better than to think the boy was weak. She had seen the way he moved during the game—a kind of power she had last seen during the days his father was a student at Gibforge.
"There can only be two explanations as to why the gemstone can't read your aura value," she announced, her voice filling the stadium as she addressed the noisy audience.
"One: you're too weak for the gem to read your aura."
Damien's body stiffened as the words escaped the woman's lips. His nightmare had come true. He was officially the weakest ranked student amongst the lot of them all.
