In the control room, Commander Seth stood staring at the screens showing a group of students that had just killed a Magic Beast. The group in question was of course Drake and the others who had just faced up against the Peak Grade 3 Magic Beast Golden Crown Tyrant Black Hawk. There was a hint of smile at the edge of the Commanders lips. "Commander Seth Sir! Report, they have succeeded in killing the Peak Grade 3 Flying Magic Beast Golden Crown Tyrant Black Hawk." "The kill has been confirmed! The final blow was dealt by the student Black Drake who just advanced to 2 star Mage level within the last 24 hours within the bounds of the Fallen city while participating in the Survival training. He accomplished it while teamed with Cassandra Pierce, Paul Anders, Peter Anders "The beast was killed by being split in half." the clerical personnel added concluding his report. "Yes I can see it." Seth nodded, "Haha, these five aren’t half bad. Good saplings "Put the twins and the girls on my list, they might be a bit green and inexperienced, but that can be fixed with a bit of grooming." "Yes sir! What about Black Drake sir, do we also add him to the list?" "He might have dealt the finishing blow, but it was mostly fortune that he had because of his copy ability. That kind of luck won’t work against an experienced Mage. If he were up against the kind of monsters that would be taking part in the tournament he would be lucky if he can last just a few moves." "Also his cultivation just advanced to 2 star level, that is just too weak. He won’t even be able to raise it much by rhe time of the tournament Just add him to the list for the reserve team." Commander Seth shook his head. "Yes sir!" That personnel nodded. "Sir! The time for the Survival training has been exhausted and this session has concluded." another personnel reported. "Mmm, thats good. You can go ahead and begin withdrawing the students from the Fallen city. Have them all go through the Healers." "Let me see the information about the students that made the list." he added. And shortly later a screen projecting the information of almost twenty students was displayed before him. Seth stared at the information unblinking. His eyes soon flashed with ’These kids will be responsible for whether the Academy can get a good score in the Grand Mage Tournament.’ The finally exited the Fallen city and several of them collapsed from exhaustion, whether physical or mental. Most of them being new students in the Elementary These punks had always been arrogant before they came to Alpha Academy because their family’s had treated them special since they were Mages. But they were nothing but greenhouse flowers. They had never faced any true hardships in their lives, but now they were instantly dropped in a battlefield and told to survive against ferocious Magic What would you expect from them? Going through Survival training was like a marathon of life and death. There was danger at every turn and one slip up could cost you. Naturally they retired without second thought the moment things got bad. Even though majority had retired very early into the Training session they hadn’t really exited the Fallen city. Only now when the Training session ended did they The hastily rushed out like their lives depended on it. If it weren’t because they wanted to save face, they would even be running but that would be too The sky was already getting dark when Drake was finally cleared from the Healers. He didn’t need to see a Healer since he could just heal himself, but he had to get cleared before he could leave. These were orders from the military personnel that were in charge of the Survival Protocol was that every time Survival Training was concluded you had to go and be cleared by the Healers before you could leave, so he And because Drake had no injuries, he had to wait at the end of the line since those that were in urgent need and those that were wounded were the first in line It was annoying, but he had no choice. "Finally made it back." Drake sighed as he opened the doors to his dormitory. He headed straight for the shower after dropping a bag at his bedside. "Right now I only have two things on my mind that I need to do." Drake muttered, he was starving. If there was one thing that came with being a mage it was the Even the ladies couldn’t change that. That’s because in the first three levels as mages the only ways they could quickly absorb more magic energy for their cultivation and to replenish used up energy was from eating, and and the higher the grade of food the more magic energy it contained so the more higher level food they ingested the faster they restored their energy and cultivated Drake hadn’t eaten anything in the last over 24 hours so he was starving. "First thing is to get something to eat and then get me some well deserved rest." A few minutes later, he was out of the shower and dressed himself up casually and was on his way out when all of a sudden there was a long knock on the door. Drake scowled, "Who the fuck is that at this late, Don’t they know a man needs to eat? They had better have a good reason for coming to bother me at this time or I swear I’m gonna flip." Drake opened the door only to see the twins standing there. "There you are Boss, we came to pick you up so we can go together." "Hey why aren’t you dressed yet? Everyone’s already waiting." "Huh, everyone’s waiting? What the hell for and why are you guys dressed like that? You look like you’re going for a wedding." Drake was annoyed that they were being obstacles standing between and his meal but he was also puzzled. They were nicely dressed in Black Tuxedo’s, Drake was sure that if they showed up at a wedding the way they were dressed, people might think they were both getting married at the same time. What for? Of course for the party! "Don’t tell me you forgot?" "What party?" Drake was starting to get annoyed these questions were getting in his way and wasting time he would have been using to satisfy his stomach. "Come on, you really forgot about the party they’re throwing to welcome all the new students." Peter whined, "Like everybody has been invited!" "It’s been announced since combat class, did you really not hear about it?" Paul Drake now finally understood why he hadn’t received the memo, it was because he hadn’t attended combat class. Anyway he wasn’t really interested, it would just be a bunch of kids having a get together with some juice and music. He wasn’t interested in attending something If he went he might just end up provoking the ire of some arrogant punk with young master syndrome. At that time if he thought them a lesson for being posers he would have to bear the wrath of the kid’s ancestors, and that would be a real "Well I wasn’t invited, so you guys can go have fun. Now if you’ll excuse me I have an important appointment to attend to." Drake said "But you have to go, all the young tycoons and the popular promising talents will "Not interested." Drake refused flatly. Drake groaned in annoyance, but then he thought of something. "Will there be "Of course it’s a party filled with rich kids so there will definitely be lots of food with no one interested in it." Paul nodded affirmatively. Peter added, "There’ll be lots of pretty girls too." "Why didn’t you say something sooner." The Cafeterias would already be closed at this time, that meant he had to buy food elsewhere and that would cost more. Since they were offering free food it would be rude to refuse such a kind offer. Also what kind of man would he be to pass up on pretty girls. The twins had hired a car that would take them to the party that was parked in front of the dorm. Drake arrived and was shocked at the sight of the White Rolls Royce that was parked in front of the doors. He couldn’t help but feel admiration for the twins. ’These guys don’t disappoint, they really knew had to travel in style.’ But that wasn’t the only thing that drew his attention. Drake heard a sound similar to glass shattering in his head. He could not resist exclaiming inwardly. It was the sound of the scale in his head breaking again. ’What the fuck! How the hell am I supposed to measure this kind of stuff!’ he raged, ’Goddamnit, Didn’t I make it perfectly clear last time that the Scale wasn’t