"Ok, everyone!! Listen. If you hear your name, just get up!" Hayatobi yelled, staring at the students.
They all nodded in understanding, and quieted down. The heavy silence in the grand hall was suffocating, everyone waiting to see which ten people would be drafted to enter this new hell known as the Demon Territory.
"Remember!! Ten of you are the best of the best!! Do your best and make sure not to die! You're simply too valuable to die," he said, and sighed. The weight of his position was evident in the slight sag of his broad shoulders.
"As much as I want you ten to sit back and watch this competition, I can't decide that... Even with all my strength. Because if you ten sit back, our Empire will surely lose to the other empires... So you must do your best! Make a name for yourself and for your empire!!" He moved his gaze on everyone, his silver eyes flashing with a mix of pride and grim necessity, and started calling:
"Rose Korana!!"
