Ryan's mind felt like it would explode at any moment from so many things he needed to stop and reflect on. Even so, in the little time he had, few answers were found.
Without knowing when or how, Ryan finally found himself in an empty room with only an evaluator at the teacher's desk staring at him.
"This is where we part ways, Ryan."
Cyntia said as the rest of the entourage soon said their goodbyes behind him.
"In case you pass the test, we might meet again, but don't blame yourself if that doesn't happen.
After all, you can count on your fingers how many have passed this test, and each one of them had years of preparation.
Meanwhile, you're just some ordinary teenager. Understand? I don't mean to offend you, but that's just how it is."
Ryan didn't turn to confront her, he simply moved forward toward his destination while reciting an old piece of advice:
