It was day seven.
The theory exams were finally over.
Unfortunately, that meant it was now time for the practicals.
We didn't even get a single day's rest before the Academy stopped pretending it didn't want us dead and started testing our physical limits.
Everyone had a different exam schedule depending on the order in which they'd chosen their classes.
Since I'd picked Physical Conditioning and Advanced Combat Mechanics as my first two physical subjects, my initial practical was a combined assessment for both.
Which was why, along with two hundred other Cadets, I now found myself standing in an open arena on one of the Orbiting Islands.
The rules for today's exam were simple:
[1. Don't accidentally kill your fellow Cadets.
2. Don't break the arena too much.
3. Points will be deducted if emergency healers are called in.]
So, naturally… someone exploded in the first five minutes.
"Medic!" a voice yelled from somewhere behind the bleachers.
