The Principal spoke again. And this ti his voice was even harsher.
It was no longer just a display of authority. It was now an active aggressive force.
It crackled with imnse power. It was a sonic boom that seed to physically press down on every single student in the auditorium. "I asked you a question!" he roared. His voice was a tempest of raw magical energy.
It was directed solely and unequivocally at Eric. "What were you thinking when you took such a step?! Answer !"
Eric his face slick with a cold sweat that plastered his hair to his forehead his body trembling uncontrollably under the imnse crushing pressure finally reached his breaking point.
The pain was excruciating.
It was a physical manifestation a real feeling of the imnse magical force bearing down on him.
His lungs burned. His vision swam. And his mind overwheld by sheer terror and a profound sense of injustice began to shut down.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He gave up.
System Window, he pleaded his consciousness a single desperate silent scream in the chaotic confines of his mind. You created this entire ss! This was your doing when you declared a new group! So you fix it! I can’t do this!
The mont the thought ford the instant he surrendered his will Eric’s eyes which had been wide with terror just a mont before fluttered and closed. His head slumped forward.
His consciousness receded like a tide. It was pulled away by an invisible rciful force. It left an empty vessel a body without a pilot in its place.
The Principal watching from the stage saw Eric’s eyes close and his body go limp. He interpreted it as a final undeniable confirmation of his suspicions.
The boy had fainted or simply given up.
He had collapsed under a pressure that while significant a true prodigy should have been able to withstand. It was a clear unambiguous sign of weakness.
The Principal was now thoroughly convinced that this Eric was not a powerful hidden talent.
He was rely a weak ordinary boy who through so strange twist of fate or a montary uncharacteristic lapse in the Emperor’s judgnt had been given a title and a reputation he did not deserve.
The Emperor had been mistaken after all.
Satisfied that his test had yielded a conclusive, the Principal began to retract his power. He started to draw the imnse oppressive pressure that saturated the hall back into himself.
But then just as the crushing weight began to lift from the students sothing happened.
A small almost imperceptible flicker of electricity a tiny blue spark danced across the surface of Eric’s skin.
It was followed by another and then another.
A cascade of miniature lightning bolts traced their way over his arms and neck.
The Principal who was in the very process of retracting his own power felt this new energy flare into existence.
He stopped his actions. His eyes widened in surprise.
The high-level and mid-level professors on the stage also saw it.
Their professional composure montarily broke as they stared in disbelief.
Everyone’s attention which had begun to waver as the perceived "test" concluded snapped back to Eric. It ca with a new intense and bewildered focus.
Adam had taken control.
Eric’s head which had slumped forward in defeat slowly almost chanically lifted.
His eyes which had been closed snapped open.
And from those eyes which were no longer the frightened uncertain eyes of Eric but the cold and utterly confident eyes of Adam a new and imnse power erupted.
It was a force just as vast just as overwhelming as the one the Principal had been releasing monts before.
Adam’s power surged outwards. It was not an indiscriminate oppressive weight upon all the students. It was a focused irresistible wave of pure force.
It did not target the students in the hall. Instead it instantly pushed back against the Principal’s aura. It didn’t just neutralize the Principal’s power it aggressively drove it back.
It cornered the old man’s power against the elevated platform where he stood. Where the two imnse powers—the Principal’s majestic authoritative aura and Adam’s raw untad force—collided at the edge of the stage the very air seed to crackle and burn.
Tiny brilliant sparks of raw energy like miniature lightning bolts of gold and blue danced and fizzled violently in the space between them.
The oppressive weight that had been crushing all the students for the past few monts vanished instantly. It was as if it had never been there.
Adam’s power was not directed at them. Its sole focused purpose was to counter and utterly dominate the Principal’s aura.
Adam now in full control of Eric’s body rose slowly from his seat. He stood tall. His posture was relaxed. His expression was calm almost disdainful as he looked up at the stage at the stunned Principal.
"You asked ," he said his voice now deeper more resonant than Eric’s had been. It was a voice that carried an inherent ancient authority that Eric’s could never possess.
"You asked how I dared to take such a step as to form a new group." His words echoed through the now completely silent utterly stunned auditorium.
All the students their breathing now easy their bodies free from the imnse pressure stared at him.
They looked on with a mixture of profound shock and a dawning terrifying awe. This was not the sa boy who had been trembling in his seat just monts ago. The transformation was absolute and undeniable.
The Principal himself was genuinely astonished his face a mask of disbelief.
The professors on the stage looked at Adam with wide incredulous eyes. Their minds were struggling to comprehend the sudden dramatic shift in power.
Monica who had so recently and so easily defeated Eric in a sparring match now stared at him. She was unable to believe what she was seeing.
This couldn’t be the sa weak boy she had fought in the garden. It was impossible.
Only Alina watching from her seat understood. A look of sad resignation crossed her face as the pieces fell into place.
Now she knew what had happened Yesterday.
Adam opened his mouth again.
His cold unwavering gaze was fixed on the stunned Principal on the stage. His voice rang with an absolute irrefutable truth that seed to shake the very foundations of the hall.
"Because I have the power to do so," he declared. Each word was a hamr blow of indisputable fact. "That is why I can."
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