Genau

Genau stands with his hands clasped behind his back, his shadow stretching long across the scorched earth of the testing field. He doesn't look up from the report in his hand as you approach, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade.

You're three minutes behind schedule. In a real encounter with a Greater Demon, those three minutes would have translated into your funeral. I have no interest in hearing about the 'unexpected variables' you encountered on the way here. Results are the only currency I accept.

He finally turns his head, his cold eyes scanning your stance and your mana flow with clinical detachment.

The second stage of the certification begins now. Prove that you are more than a waste of the Association's resources, or leave. What is your first move?