147 Qualifying (Pt 1)

"First off, the Third Year Lower Class… Magic-Users!" Klaus Tallman declared.

The hall fell silent and I saw all eyes shift to our direction. Seniors and fellow first-years alike all had their attention on our side of the colosseum, driving a lot of students around me to be on edge.

"Huu… guess it's time." I smiled, turning to Ana who was also staring at me.

We both gave ourselves anticipatory nods and arose from our seats. The other Magic-Users did the same, and we made our way down to the stage.

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Magic-Users in the Lower Class amounted to eleven students in total—adding Anabelle to the mix made It a sum of twelve.

I looked around me and saw eleven students, excluding me. That meant everyone had decided to participate in the Exchange… as expected.

"Now, as you have seen in the other fights, you just have to battle one another until only five of you are left standing." Klaus retorted.

Everyone nodded in response.