The Strange Assassin

The training hall remained dead silent for a few long seconds after Victor's Shadow Crescent Strike shredded his target.

"What the hell was that?"

"No way! He got 99 points?"

"How?! That skill—what was that even called?"

Whispers spread across the 29 warriors as their eyes darted back and forth between Victor and the screen displaying his score.

Aria Wolfe's confident smirk had long since vanished. Her arms were crossed and her jaw was on the floor. She glared at Victor like he had just personally insulted her entire bloodline.

"Tch! That was just a fluke!" she snapped while tossing her hair dramatically.

The exam official overseeing their section stepped forward and adjusted his glasses before speaking.

"All scores are 100% accurate. There are no flukes here."

Aria's face twitched, but she quickly regained her bravado.