In the end, it wasn't that hard to pass this intermediate test.
It only required the ability to fire off an intermediate level spell, so it was easy for my fireballs that were at the level of high grade spells to burn through all those targets.
Only this time, there were several strange looks that were cast in my direction.
It wasn't that they were angry that I stole targets from them.
It seemed like they were fired up because they were seeing me as a rival.
But in the first place, this was a team assessment.
There was no need for them to see me as a rival since our scores would all be added up in the end.
Still, that was the way that they looked at me.
"I guess that's just youth."
Though I thought this like an old man, there was a real old woman that was here with us.
As a high elf, Aisha was much older than any of us…
