It had been a week since William gained the shadow crystal and lost his wind ability. In that time, he had done everything he could to keep his secret safe. Skipping combat classes had been his go-to strategy. It wasn't easy—he had to feign illness, claim extra assignments in Potions and Alchemy, or even pretend to be in another class. Each excuse had stretched his creativity and patience to their limits.
But now, his safety net was gone.
"Next week, we'll be conducting the practical test for combat class," the teacher, a stern-faced man with arms like tree trunks, announced. His voice carried easily over the murmurs in the room. "It will test your reflexes, your ability to utilize your powers effectively, and most importantly, your skill in battle. This will not be an ordinary test—it will be monitored by representatives from the academy council, and your performance could determine your future placement."
William felt his stomach drop.