The exam day finally came, and team 25 was still ignoring sagiri. He could not say that he had come to get used to it, but he had come into acceptance with it. Perhaps it was because everyone was still studying hard or practicing hard in teams that he had himself entered the tense mood of preparation after the midyear exam. They would do tests every other week to defend their spot on the chat, whether it was in textbook stuff or in combat.
Each cadet would have to defend their position every week, and the final exam would be the icing on the cake to defend the position they had managed to hold the whole year. Ties were allowed, but total failure was unacceptable.
The combat arena had been locked the previous day to allow for exam preparation, and the exam arena had been arranged so neatly that it instilled more fear. The compulsory subjects would take the first day, then the special units for a day, and then the combat test would start on the third day.
