All around the field, awakeners were whispering, debating, and analyzing.
The test had been more than just an evaluation—it had also formed alliances and enemies.
The ones who had fought against Victor—especially Evelyn's team—were fuming. The elites, especially those who had looked down on the lower-ranked awakeners, were now re-evaluating their stance.
Victor himself just stood there, gripping the massive magical sword he had pulled free. Even though it was still vibrating with mana, for some reason, it hadn't disappeared with the castle. It was clearly a highly ranked artifact.
He inspected the blade. It was massive—five feet in length, covered in ancient inscriptions that faintly glowed. Even without his cultivation, Victor could tell this was a special sword.
"That thing still has mana in it," Selene eyed it with interest. "You might want to be careful."
Victor simply nodded while gripping the sword tighter.