The Prince's Test

Emir leaned back in his office chair, a smirk tugging at his lips as he glanced over his notes.

"I'll be testing people now, huh…"

He couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of finally being on the other side, finally, the one doing the testing, the one giving out trials.

[How the tables turn.]

Lyra's familiar voice echoed in his mind.

"You…"

He looked up, and there she was, materialized and floating around him in her usual, casual way.

They locked eyes and shared a laugh, both in a merry mood.

"...The students will need something to slap them awake." 

Emir took off his dimensional ring and Azazel's ring, putting them on the desk.

He was using items that people would kill for as paperweights.

Paperweights to hold down a large ability path drawing. 

"They do. That's why we're going with something so unorthodox."

Lyra floated behind him, hands on his shoulders, head on top of his.