As the countdown to the entrance exam ticked away, an air of tension and anticipation swirled through the massive auditorium.
Cadets from every nation, kingdom, and realm of Etheron stood in the waiting hall, their eyes flickering with nervousness, arrogance, or focused calm.
Amid the sea of candidates, one boy's glare burned hotter than the sun—Elias, the Saint Candidate of the Holy Church.
Elias's face twisted ever so slightly as his dark eyes focused on a peculiar sight in the distance.
There they were.
Two of the most prominent figures of this generation—Ethan Williams, the prophesied Chosen of the Goddess of Light and heir to the Williams Duchy, and Alden von Crestvale, pride of House Crestvale, his arrogance matched only by his skill.
And yet… neither of them even spared Elias a glance.
Instead, they were laughing and joking with someone else. A silver-haired, annoyingly calm boy who stood between them like he belonged there.
Alex Dragonheart.
