Ren was still stomping…
His opponents from other teams were the usual ones. The same students he'd been facing since the first exams of first year, familiar faces whose capabilities he'd studied extensively.
Their beasts were obviously also the same companions they'd bonded with during that ceremony. Only more developed now through months of cultivation and combat. Higher ranks than when they'd started this journey together.
It was an impressive progression for fifth-year students who'd accelerated beyond normal development curves.
But unnecessary to observe in detail because the outcome was predetermined...
Because against opponents of similar or even superior ranks, when team strategies reached their natural limits against superior individual force...
Ren's mantis entered the field.
And everything ended in seconds that felt anticlimactic to spectators expecting longer confrontations.
