{Valencia's POV}
[Pinnacle Academy, Stadium 1 - Arena A: Training Room]
My fingers traced the smooth hilt of my Katana. Father always insisted that I rest before a big match, but I had forgotten why I needed a technique like this to beat this guy... Rel?
I recalled when Fredrick had told me there was no one worth recruiting in the Mirracles guild. Besides my friends, who I knew were strong, I didn't think anyone else in my grade was anything special.
Lately, I've started to question my initial assessment of my year group.
Seeing them push their limits makes me wonder if I underestimated them.
They're undeniably strong. But, it's unfair to attribute their success to luck. Him, especially – there's no way he made it this far without some real skill.
He barely used any mana... his movements were so strange like he wasn't even defending himself. And his fighting style was completely unorthodox.
