The next day, an emergency assembly was called, and every student gathered in the hall. The General stood atop the stage, facing the entire school. He raised a hand, signaling for silence.
"I need to correct what I said yesterday," he began, his voice firm and commanding. "And I will also explain what is truly going on."
A quiet tension spread through the crowd.
"There are three classes in this academy—Class 1, Class 2, and Class 3. The upcoming tournament is not just any competition. It is meant to determine which academy possesses the strongest students in each class."
Murmurs rippled through the hall.
"Each academy will send representatives—four from each class," the General continued. He paused briefly, letting the correction settle.
