After a short walk, they encountered students from other sections.

"Yo! Vilon, Beatrix," Zeeha greeted the other students, her voice carrying a blend of warmth and authority. "Kyren, Hiro, these are my friends I was talking about. This is the 11th GA, Vilon, and the 12th GA, Beatrix."

Vilon nodded, his gaze reserved and discerning, matching Kyren’s quiet demeanor. His long blonde hair framed his face, and his blue eyes observed Kyren and Hiro with an unreadable intensity. Beside him, Beatrix offered a bright, mischievous smile, her posture relaxed yet somehow hinting at a hidden strength.

"So, these are the famous Kyren and Hiro, right?" Beatrix’s tone was playful, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.

"Yeah, and as expected, I’ve chosen them to be exempted," Zeeha replied, sounding proud of her choice.

"I see," Vilon said quietly, his voice steady and thoughtful, his hair drifting slightly in the breeze as he took in their expressions.

"Anyway, we haven’t had breakfast yet. Would you two like to join us?" Beatrix asked with a grin, her tone lighthearted.

Kyren and Hiro exchanged a look, realizing they hadn’t eaten either. Despite their past experiences in the cafeteria, this time felt different.

"Let’s go," Zeeha added with a reassuring nod. "We haven’t eaten yet either."

They arrived at the cafeteria, and memories of past humiliations flashed through Kyren and Hiro’s minds. But with the GAs present, they felt a new respect directed their way.

"Kyren," Hiro whispered, glancing around in awe, "this is our first time eating decent food in a month."

Kyren’s lips curved in a subtle smile. He felt it too—the satisfaction of finally being treated with dignity.

Their quiet conversation was interrupted by a sneering voice from across the room.

"Why are these two Section 16 students here? Aren’t they supposed to be in an elimination exam?" A student’s disdainful tone cut through the noise.

They looked up to see a student known to be a future guild member of Rayn, his expression challenging. Another student spoke up, casting a disapproving look at Kyren and Hiro. "Hey, staff, what are they doing here? Isn’t this cafeteria reserved for the higher sections and GAs?"

"Enough, guys," came a calm yet firm voice. They turned to see Rayn, her gaze steady and unyielding, subtly warning her group to back down.

“They’re exempted from the elimination round, and just like you, I have the right to invite anyone from my section to join me in the eatery,” Zeeha interjected, her tone level but unshakeable.

The students exchanged embarrassed glances and settled back down, casting wary looks their way.

Just then, the atmosphere changed. An intimidating presence filled the room as a student entered, silencing everyone without a word. Aolomon had arrived.

"Zeeha, Beatrix, that’s Aolomon," Vilon murmured, his eyes narrowing, his usually calm demeanor showing a rare flicker of caution.

Kyren tensed, observing Aolomon’s cold aura. There was a quiet, deadly power about him that even Hiro couldn’t ignore.

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“Let’s not mess around here and finish our meal,” Kyren whispered to Hiro, keeping his voice low.

“Yeah, this guy gives me the creeps,” Hiro replied, his usual carefree smile gone as he eyed Aolomon warily.

Aolomon walked to the buffet table and scanned the options. His gaze landed on Meal Number 3, but it was empty.

“Man! Meal 3 is already gone. Hey, staff, refill this,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

The staff member hesitated before replying, “I’m sorry, Mr. 10th, but there’s no more Meal Number 3 for today.”

A tense silence spread over the room. Aolomon’s eyes narrowed, and he turned, spotting the last serving of Meal 3 on Hiro’s plate. He gave Hiro a cold, calculating look, a slight tension building in the air.

Kyren prepared to intervene, but Aolomon surprised them by letting out a low chuckle. “Too bad. Guess even GAs can’t always get what they want.” He shrugged, picking something else from the buffet, dismissing the situation.

After finishing their meal, they headed to the outdoor event hall to observe the elimination round alongside the Vice President.

“Welcome, everyone. I hope you’re prepared for our Elimination Exam. For the first round, we’ll have a battle between Section 15 and Section 16. Those in these sections, please proceed to the arena,” the announcer called out, his voice echoing through the hall.

Kyren’s stomach tightened as he anticipated the battle. Hiro leaned closer, his tone more serious than usual. “This is gonna be hard to watch, Kyren. I don’t pity those who treated Zeeha badly, but I feel sorry for the decent ones who just got unlucky.”

Seated with Zeeha, the other GAs, and the exempted students, they watched as Section 15’s GA coached her students, her focus evident. She was making notes for her commander-in-chief, readying them for battle. Her dedication was a stark contrast to Section 16’s disorganization.

The 14th GA scoffed from nearby, “Well, looks like some GAs care more about their soldiers than others.”

Hiro’s brows furrowed, and he clenched his fists in irritation. Zeeha, noticing, placed a reassuring hand on his arm. “Don’t mind it, Hiro,” she said quietly.

"Okay, let's start the elimination exam. Section 15, are you ready?" the announcer asked.

"WE ARE READY!" they shouted, their preparedness sounding like a war cry.

"And how about Section 16? Are you ready?"

Some of the students said they were ready, but their confidence was not evident.

"The battle begins!"

Section 15 wasted no time. Five students placed their shields in front of Section 16, while ten students behind the defenders started to cast their roots. Four students spread out to every corner of the arena with their bows and arrows, assisting the front lines.

After a minute of casting spells, they initiated attacks on Section 16, dividing the students into different corners. While Section 16 evaded in different directions, the front line started to attack the isolated students in each corner. Section 16 had no chance of fighting back; it felt like they were running for their lives. One by one, the students from Section 16 were knocked out of the arena.

Section 15 didn't want anyone to be eliminated from their section. Their synergy was solid, and they had each other's backs.

After a quick moment, 15 students from Section 16 were knocked out, leaving only 5 left needed to be eliminated.

One of the commanders in the battle shouted, "Okay! Plan A completed. Let's go for the next plan."

All the students of Section 15 gathered and formed a solid formation, watching every angle. They didn't give Section 16 any room to breathe. The sorcerers started to cast spells again, creating huge stone walls around three corners of the arena, leaving only one way to be knocked out.

"Hiro, this is bad!" Kyren quickly understood what they were planning.

"WHAT? Why?" Hiro asked, alarmed.

"They're planning to eliminate all of them at once!" Kyren revealed, even catching Zeeha by surprise.

"Is that... is that legal?" Hiro asked.

"I don't know, but if they get knocked out at the same time... I don't know how they'll decide who passes," Kyren explained.

"Ohhh, looks like we have a smart brain here," the 14th GA, who had been listening to their conversation, interjected.

Meanwhile, Zeeha watched with sweat on her forehead.

"See, if you didn't choose me, I would have blasted every one of them," Calir said, pointing his finger at Zeeha, clearly blaming her for the situation.

The remaining students of Section 16 had no choice but to stick together as the area got tighter. They had two choices: fight the defenders marching towards them or accept their fate and be pushed out of the arena.

"This is brutal. If they all get eliminated, there will only be five students left in our section," Hiro said, his voice filled with concern.

"Yup and soon, all of you will be eliminated too." The 14th GA said.