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    A supervising student dropped from the air, crouching down beside them to check her condition, before congratulating Nathan to his victory. Nathan answered with a faint smile, but he was too groggy to say anything. Keeping up the armor deflection circuits while casting several spells in quick succession greatly exhausted his mental capabilities. He was led to his room in the preparation hall, where he dropped on a bench, dead tired. Thomas and Revar were already present and looked at him impatiently, waiting for him to report the final results of the battle.