Tournament begins

Cook-a-doddle!

As the roaster in the academy gave it early morning call, a wary feeling emerged on the faces of some of the first-year students.

Time moved quickly, and before any one of them could realize it, one of the most epic activities in the academy was about to begin.

The academy division tournament.

"It's my time to show the academy what I'm really capable of!"

"I will raise above all, and become the number one student in the division. Master, I won't disappoint you."

This wasn't a battle of the fittest, instead, it was a battle of the strongest. And many students in the academy swore to come out on top.

The day's activities were however the same protocol for Raphael. He, however, thoroughly checked his gadgets, and once they were no faults in any of them, he laid back with a book in his hand.

A few hours passed since then, the students were waiting for a notification from their wristwatches, and as they received the information, they headed to the venue.