The gathering area had finally quieted down after the chaos of the rankings announcement. Students who'd passed were celebrating, while those who'd failed were being escorted out with consolation prizes and advice to try again in ten years.
Vice Dean Yara stood before the 847 successful candidates, her expression warm but authoritative.
"Congratulations to all of you," she began, her voice carrying easily across the space. "You have proven yourselves worthy of joining the Epochal Ascendance Academy. This is no small achievement—out of fifty thousand candidates, only you have succeeded. Be proud."
Enthusiastic cheers erupted. Even Aria found herself smiling at the infectious energy.
