few of you who manage to pass the advanced profile will have to deal with me for another three years. If you complete your ninth year of study as officers, you will be able to proudly bear the title of battle mages. However, that time is still a long way off. – He looked at everyone. It seemed that he was lingering his gaze on some of them, and they shuddered under its influence. – I will not lie and say that it will be easy and that everyone will succeed. Anyone who does not meet the Academy's standards will be expelled or transferred to another school. Keep that in mind. — He looked directly at Aiden, but his gaze was not as cold as before. It seemed to express concern instead. — That's all for those who want to study.
—Turn right! Column behind me, march! —Hine's voice sounded as if it were coming through a huge tube. Fortunately, Draco was well versed in drill and reacted instinctively. The exam promised to be interesting.
The way to the shooting range was quite simple, although a bit long. They marched in a column through the corridor of the Tower of Light. There was not much to see there except for closed doors. Hine set a fast pace, which was not at all troublesome for the dragon; one could even say it was pleasant. After reaching the other side of the spire, they exited through a door identical to the entrance. The exterior area was very different from the simple and neat driveway. Immediately beyond the exit, the terrain began to slope down, causing the side buildings of Solvein to rise on stone foundations resembling fortress fortifications. The only irregularities in the walls were the places where the side exits of the buildings were located. The two towers at the ends of the Academy's wings had an additional row of windows, so their basements were lit by daylight.
Further down, below the main buildings, a sloping meadow criss-crossed with well-trodden paths stretched out. They were not covered with anything or prepared
