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    Magnus looked at Dreston and smirked. "So, Dreston. How does it feel to know you''ll be sharing the evaluation with someone who''s already beaten you?"

    Dreston smirked and snorted. "You''re awfully confident for someone who barely scraped by last time. Don''t think you''re untouchable, Magnus. The Platinum Class is a whole different level."

    Magnus chuckled and placed his hands behind his head as he walked. "Keep telling yourself that. Meanwhile, I''ll be showing them why I belong there. You? You''ll just be the warm-up act."

    Dreston''s smirk tightened. He clenched his fists briefly before relaxing them. "Talk all you want. Words won''t mean anything once we''re in that arena."

    The receptionist glanced over her shoulder. She remained neutral but still felt a need to stop their bickering.

    "Gentlemen, I suggest you save your energy for the evaluation. It''s not about who''s louder—it''s about who delivers results."

    Magnus grinned. He was unfazed by the reprimand. "Don''t worry, ma''am. I always deliver."

    Dreston scoffed. He shook his head, choosing not to respond to the receptionist.

    The three of them then stopped at a pair of massive double doors. The receptionist then turned to face Magnus and Dreston.

    She gestured toward the door. "This is the evaluation area. Both of you will be tested individually to determine if you have what it takes to enter the Platinum Class."

    Magnus raised an eyebrow and smirked. He glanced at Dreston. "Individually, huh? Shame. I was hoping for something more... direct."

    Dreston folded his arms and scoffed. "Don''t get ahead of yourself, Magnus. You''re not the only one with skills."

    The receptionist rolled her eyes slightly but maintained her professionalism. "The evaluator is waiting inside. Enter when you''re ready."

    Without waiting for another word, Magnus pushed the doors open and entered. Dreston followed closely from behind.

    Dreston Glared at Magnus and snapped. "This isn''t just about looks. This beast has more power than you can handle."

    Magnus chuckled and stepped back a bit. "We''ll see about that."

    Magnus then raised his hand and summoned a portal. "Now, let me show you what a real beast looks like."

    From the portal, a big 4-Star Inferno Tortoise emerged. It was bigger than the wolf. Its body also radiated heat as it let out a growl.

    The Whirlwind Wolf growled instinctively, its ears flattening slightly as it stepped back.

    Dreston frowned. He tightened his jaw as he looked at the size and aura of Magnus''s beast. "Damn it! What the hell is that thing?"

    Magnus rested his hands confidently in his hips and smirked. "Meet my Inferno Tortoise. Big, powerful, and built to crush anything in its path."

    Dreston kept frowning as he looked up at the massive beast. But still he sneered. "Size isn''t everything. Speed and strategy will always win over brute strength."

    The evaluator, who had been observing the exchange silently, stepped forward. He clasped his hands behind his back.

    His gaze shifted between the two beasts and he nodded slowly. "Both of your beasts look strong."

    The evaluator then gestured toward both of them. "But appearances don''t mean much in a real fight. It''s time to show me what you''re capable of. Prove your strength and control—or fail trying."

    Magnus''s grin grew wider as he gestured toward the Whirlwind Wolf. "Dreston, I hope you brought your A-game, because I''m not holding back."

    Dreston stepped back slightly and raised his hand toward his beast. "Don''t worry about me. Worry about keeping that oversized tortoise from getting smashed."

    The evaluator clapped his hands once. "Enough talk. Prove yourselves. Let the battle begin."

    Magnus and Dreston locked eyes briefly, their competitive energy crackling in the air before they turned their full focus to the battle.

    The Inferno Tortoise roared, its molten shell flaring brighter, while the Whirlwind Wolf crouched low, the air around it swirling with sharp gusts of wind.

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