The heavy silence in the room was almost tangible, broken only by the relentless ticking of the magical clock floating in the air, its glowing numbers casting a bluish light on the tense faces of the students. Each second seemed to stretch endlessly, a flicker of doubt and fear visible on their expressions. Most of them stared at the screen, eyes wide, hands gripping their desks tightly, as the countdown continued its unyielding descent.
"Abandoning might be the best option if we're not ready," Sorey murmured, his voice shaky, almost drowned out by the oppressive atmosphere. He turned his head toward Keldo, surprised to see his friend displaying an unshakable calm, eyes half-closed, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Hey, Keldo, what did you choose?" Sorey asked, raising an eyebrow, trying to understand his friend's serenity.