Around them, the battle royale was starting to wind down.
The chaos of a hundred students had been whittled down to maybe thirty or forty who were still standing.
Watching the students fling spells around, it seemed that everyone except himself was aware that they could learn spells through outside means.
I'm relying way too much on my knowledge of the game to survive in this world but the truth is that it's just a game.
No matter how thorough it is, there will always be a gap of knowledge between a fictional world and a real one.
In the game, the exams were such a breeze for the important characters that it wasn't really focused on at all. It was the end of term exams that would be the real trouble.
Professor Hendricks' voice boomed across the arena: "FIFTY STUDENTS REMAINING! THE PACE IS PICKING UP!"
Lucas looked around the battlefield, looking for his next target, when his Danger Sense suddenly activated.
