"Fuuu," Samael exhaled weakly after eliminating two more opponents.
With that, only three more remained.
Reiner Tovak, the commoner faction leader.
Erwin Holt, the sharpshooter.
And Sylen Mordane, the strategist.
Ironically, despite the noble faction claiming that Samael only had the title of Ace because he never faced them, they were the first ones to be eliminated.
Right now, only the commoners remained standing.
Medics and faculty members rushed in, whisking away the fallen Cadets in an instant to begin their treatments.
Samael straightened up, feeling the burning pain in his forearm and palms from the wounds inflicted by Calem's sword. Those wounds would continue to burn until fully healed because of his power.
His left calf had a deep gash, so he couldn't put all his weight on that leg.