Azrael jumped over the sand pit and landed in a crouch before he grabbed the rope and climbed up the wall! He crawled over the tall wall and let go to drop more than fifty ters to the ground!
Thud!
Azrael wasted no ti as he raced forward!
He could see a silhouette right beside him to the left and Azrael knew that it was Henry who was keeping up with him! To his right, Jane was also neck and neck with him, and Azrael finally decided that it was ti for him to go all out.
Jane and Scar had been right all this ti. Azrael was holding back because he knew the final test was going to be the most important.
He did just enough to make sure he was in the top three while also not doing enough to make him too tired.
As Azrael finally released all of his energy, he blasted forward ahead of the other two!
Jane and Henry felt their eyes widen as Azrael suddenly gained a second wind, and they also started to push themselves to the max to try and get him!
Azrael ran towards the rock wall and scaled the fifty-ter wall in less than four seconds! He flipped over to the other side and then jumped to grab hold of the monkey bars that were a few ters away! Azrael swung across the track on the bars before he swung his feet forward and vaulted over the small water obstacle in his way to land on dry ground!
Thud!
Azrael heard two thuds echo simultaneously from behind him and he grit his teeth and blasted forward in a mad sprint for the finish line! The sound of footsteps behind him was slowly fading into his subconscious, and Azrael focused on only the finish line and the beating of his legs against the ground!
Azrael blasted forward into a horizontal dive and shot past the finish line like a rocket!
He slamd face-first into the foam wall that was set on the side of the room to catch the demigods and prevent them from hitting the wall!
A whistle echoed through the room.
PIIIII!!
"Azrael cos in first. Jane is second, and in third place is Henry. Nicely done, killers. Very nicely done!"
Scar's voice followed the sound of the whistle in congratulations, but all the demigods in the room were dead silent as they looked up at the ranking on the wall and watched as it slowly changed.
5 – Tiana Gertrude [105 Points]
4 – Gerald Gaye [172 Points]
3 – Henry Jas [220 Points]
2 – Jane Ashton [381 Points]
1 – Azrael Mortis [382 Points]
"Holy shit, Azrael is the best in our class."
Only one person had the presence of mind to even talk at that mont, and his voice made everyone else look toward where Azrael was slowly pulling himself out from the foam wall. Azrael fell to his behind and leaned back against the wall while taking deep breaths.
He looked up at the ranking as well and a wide smile spread across his face.
Jane pulled herself from the wall and stumbled before falling to the ground. She coughed and tried to take in deep breaths before she looked up at the ranking desperately.
Despair filled her heart, and she closed her eyes and cursed as she pressed her head into the ground! She was so close! She could practically touch Azrael's back towards the end of that race!
If she had just dived! If she just touched Azrael once, then she would have been the first!
"Good job, all of you. I'm almost always disappointed by my students during their first training class, but I can say with pride that you all did very well. Do not feel disappointed by the results; shit happens. It's up to you to work hard and make sure you get ahead in the next training exercise-"
"Dammit!"
The loud scream from Jane ca as a surprise to everyone as she slamd her fist on the floor! Azrael watched as she turned to him and glared with angry, reddened eyes.
"Why are you always like this!? You just couldn't bear to let have this one thing!? Why can't you stay in second place where you belong!?"
"ASHTON!"
Scar's booming voice resounded through the hall, making Jane go silent imdiately. Jane pressed her forehead back to the floor and covered her head with her hands while squeezing her fists.
The students all stayed quiet while watching the situation play out. Jane was obviously affected by the results, and none of them understood why she was acting out like this. Wasn't it just an academic ranking? It didn't really matter that much.
To the students, things like their academic rank didn't matter.
Especially if you were already in the top twenty.
The top twenty were guaranteed to pass through to the second year so long as they kept their grades up, so there shouldn't be any issues at all. But Jane didn't see it the sa way. Jane was frustrated because, to her, this was far more than an academic ranking. This was her life.
This was everything she had ever worked for.
To be beaten by soone that she always saw as lower than her was extrely frustrating.
Scar shook his head and tapped his book on his thigh.
He also understood how much pressure Jane was facing, both from her parents and the Zeus pantheon. They expected her to be perfect, so she was always trying too hard.
Scar had seen far too many people like Jane going down the wrong path in life due to the pressure, and he hoped that Jane wouldn't be the sa.
"Jane, I'm going to overlook that outburst this one ti, but next ti you're going to have points deducted for it. Now, I promised the top killer that they'd be getting a reward, and I'm going to be announcing it right now."
"Azrael Mortis, from this mont forward, you will be the new Captain of A-class, with Jane Ashton acting as your Vice Captain. All responsibilities and duties fall upon you, and I'll be expecting much from you. Aren't you just excited?"
Azrael gave Scar the most disbelieving look he could muster. Did this bastard just say he was going to be the captain of the class?
Why!?
The captain of the class was a prestigious position given to one student at the start of the year. It was such a prestigious position that many students began to fight for it long before they beca high schoolers. Forrly, it was the teacher's duty to decide who would be the captain of a class at their own discretion, but after there were too many reports of bias or favoritism, it fell on the board of directors to choose a contest that would allow all the students to win the position of captain with their effort.
This year, the board decided that the student with the highest ranking after the first training week would be the captain of the class, and that was how Scar did things.
As the captain of the class, not only would Azrael receive a paynt of two thousand dollars every month, but he would also get to pick out resources before anyone else and would be given the highest respect by all of his classmates in terms of decision-making.
For every single team-based activity, Azrael would have the opportunity to decide on the students that would form each team along with the teacher, and he would also be the leader of A-class when they were having their monthly battle against B-class.
It was a very prestigious position.
But Azrael didn't see it in the sa way. As far as Azrael was concerned, he had just been cursed with the worst possible fate.
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