Both of the teams would emerge into a clearing that was surrounded by tall obsidian colored trees, their barks were pulsing faintly with crimson light.
One one side stood Class S and on the other side there was Class A which was waiting. It has ten string students as well and they all wore combat ready expressions.
Jake von Bazel ever so arrogant was the first to speak up, there was a sword that was rested in his shoulder and green mana was swirling faintly all around him. "So it seems like the rumors were true. We're actually paired up with you people."
"Paired? As if we'd be paired with a loser like you." Adam spat back flatly. Although his gaze was calm, it was still cold. "We're in a competition, we just ended up being trapped in the same hell together, that's all there is to it."
Jake just smirked. "You still trying to act tough huh? I heard about your little duel in the palace. Seems like your only good at fighting knights. Let's see how you'll handle real talent."
