The first set of footsteps came from the road behind the wooden rack.
The second moved through the trees on Theo's left while the last one came from somewhere deeper in the forest.
None of them were trying to hide.
Theo looked at the equipment again and noticed a smaller piece of wood nailed beneath the academy crest.
There was 'Choose one' written on it.
"Of course," he muttered.
Without any doubt, his eyes went on the blunt sword and he picked it up. A person knows his strengths, and for Theo, the sword will always be his strength. Except for his tames.
There was a bow there too, and Theo's mind went to Saevra very quickly. Would she be able to handle the exam alone?
They were all cream students who were in the top 10 of the arena records. If they were in the academy, Theo was confident they would be able to handle most things. But here, where everyone was supposed to be cream, Theo had doubts.
His hand reached for the two lengths of rope which were the most important.
