In the last 10 or so minutes of the competition, nothing overly exciting happened after the confrontation between the two teams.
In the end, the score came to about 293 for their side, while the opposing team reached 203.
Lillian, having watched the timer tick down to zero, found the world going dark. Soon, a bright light appeared, followed by a cold hiss...
Sitting up straight, she pulled herself out of her pod before taking a look around. She was back at the technological building.
She moved her gaze beside her, watching as Norman and Charlotte exited their pods as well.
She smiled at them before looking opposite her, finding Cicillian standing in front of his pod, glaring at all three of them.
He raised his finger, pointing at them furiously.
"This isn't over! Our Academy are still superior compared to yours!"
After yelling that, he took a sharp turn to the side, following his team members as they exited the room with the help of a staff member.
Lillian's face twitched.
