Night fell. The arena lights turned on, casting long shadows. Alarms sounded. Drones simulated attacks. Holographic civilians screamed for help.
Ayu's voice echoed:
"Final test: act like heroes. Survive. Think. Control your powers."
Yoi stood beside him, observing, grinning faintly.
The candidates rushed into action. Some froze. Some attacked recklessly. Shadow moved with precision, protecting weaker candidates, controlling his abilities. Kaito balanced fire and water flawlessly. Miko coordinated strategy and defense. Milosevic displayed raw power but kept full control.
Others faltered under pressure, exhaustion, and fear.
Ayu raised his hand.
"Stop."
Only nine remained standing.
The Top Four
Ayu faced the nine survivors. His voice was calm but absolute:
"You all passed the test. That proves potential. But potential is not trust."
A screen displayed the final rankings:
Shadow
Kaito
Miko
MilosevicAyu continued:
"The top four will join the team."
The bottom five nodded quietly, understanding their limits. Some were disappointed, some relieved, but no anger erupted.
Shadow, Kaito, Miko, and Milosevic stepped forward. Their eyes were fierce, focused, ready for the challenge ahead.
Ayu concluded:
"From this day, you don't represent yourselves. Every choice will affect those who cannot defend themselves. Training is no longer optional. The real test begins now."
Yoi chuckled softly:
"Welcome to hell, new recruits."
The four stood together, the weight of responsibility settling in.
The team—Shadow, Kaito, Miko, Milosevic—was officially formed.
And the real journey had begun.