Each student placed their creations on a tray, draped it with a white cloth and pushed it to Teacher Viktor's desk. Most sighed, their gazes drifting from their own creations to Elliot and Adam's, a burning question that made their throats tight with unreasonable hope and an uncontrollable desire to know.
Did the arrogant new student and the dimwit succeed? Was a miniaturised golem hiding beneath the cloth, or would it be nothing more than a statue of scrap metal?
Viktor leaned forward, squinting at Adam and Elliot's tray over his interlocked fingers, before shifting his gaze to his disciple.
"Joshua will present his construct first," he said, voice calm enough not to betray his curiosity. But his bushy moustache never stopped twitching.
Disappointed sighs met Joshua's advance. He faced his fellow students, the serpent devouring its tail encased in a shifting triangle glistening on his puffed right chest.
