Before long, all the candidates had received their grades and scores... except for one.
"I'm hoping I've saved the best for last," Instructor Seraphis said with a hardened look, "because with your shitty scores, I doubt any of you will make it past the physicality trial. Demetris Bane, step forth."
Demetris walked through the crowded area with his hands in his pockets and an indifferent expression.
Although he was Mantis's little brother, he didn't resemble him much aside from the color of his hair. It was short, dark green, and slightly messy... falling over his forehead and hiding his ears. His skin was fair, with a faint tan like he had been gently kissed by the sun.
He wore a simple black T-shirt beneath a hybrid jacket... green on the inside, black on the outside... that looked like a mix between a bomber and a hoodie. On the bottom, he sported slim black Sportif pants and sneakers.
