Tension could be felt in the air, so thick that it could be cut with a knife. Everyone was expectant of those that would be chosen for the Special Course. However, among all of them, Nerun had a bad feeling. That apologetic look that Anastasia had sent his way told him that things didn't seem to be positive for him. However, he could only wait for the final result.
"Please come: Roman Dai Alaria," said Samuel with his sonorous voice.
The deafening cheers from the audience and the students were heard
Roman smiled, and after looking at his elder brother who was watching him from the Main Box with pride and a nod of appreciation, he then went towards the centre of the Arena, sure that he would eventually be chosen to participate in the Grand Tournament as well. His ambition had been ignited and none would stand on his way to greatness.