8 a.m. on the last day of the practical exam.

Rohan replenished his energy with supplements and glucose candies, then stretched out his muscles.

While rotating his ankle to loosen it up, Rohan clenched and relaxed his fist to check his condition.

‘Hmm, this should be fine.’

The gash on his hand from the axe yesterday had been treated by Instructor Marcel. Despite the blade having dug deep, there wasn’t even a hint of discomfort, thanks to the prompt treatment. It was amazing how quickly everything had healed.

He couldn't help but admire the academy’s wealth, which allowed them to use potions generously, and Instructor Marcel’s excellent healing skills.

"Rohan."