"Who is that student?" the principal asked, her sharp gaze fixed on Amael. The young man had been using sneak attacks to rack up an extraordinary number of points in a remarkably short period. His movements were calm—too calm—and each step seemed meticulously calculated. Now, he appeared to be heading toward a cave. She couldn't fathom why, especially since there were still five hours left before the exam concluded.
"Eren. That's the name he's registered under," the assistant began, flipping through the portfolio in his hands. "He has no affiliations or family backing. He's an orphan—"
"Spare me the sob story," she interrupted, waving her hand dismissively. "Get to the point."
"He possesses a dormant bloodline," the assistant continued, unfazed. "And he has two blessings."
"Two?" Her head snapped toward him, her expression a mixture of shock and disbelief. It was rare enough for someone to possess a single blessing, but two? That was unheard of.