Chapter 112: What's the catch?
Before anyone could react or panic nor even fully process what was happening, stone pillars began to thrust upward from the ground throughout the hall, rising with deliberate slowness until they stood at waist height, each one identical to all the others in shape and size and placement.
The vast number of these pillars now transformed the appearance of the hall entirely, what had been an open space now dotted with what looked for all the world like pedestals arranged in some pattern that none of them could quite discern.
With another casual wave of the examiner's hand, wooden boxes materialized beside each pedestal, appearing from nowhere with that same effortless magic he'd shown moments ago, as if such things were common for him. The more he showed, the more trepidation Lucuis felt towards this man, which left him to wonder just how many fearsome individuals he'd soon meet at the academy.
