Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

Chapter 813 188.6 - Formation Training

"This was not the performance I expected." 
The faint echo of her words hung in the silent chamber, drawing glances from the rest of the team. Jasmine frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything, her exhaustion outweighing her curiosity. Sylvie looked up, her green eyes flickering with a mix of concern and weariness. Layla was too drained to respond, still catching her breath where she had collapsed. 
Astron remained silent, his sharp purple eyes observing Irina without a hint of judgment. His calm, composed demeanor contrasted with the tension still radiating from her. 
Before anyone could say more, the mechanical hum of the dungeon's mana system faded entirely, and the chamber doors creaked open with a low rumble. A group of instructors, clad in dark uniforms bearing the academy's emblem, entered the room with measured steps. At their head was Professor Darius Kain, his tall frame and sharp gray eyes commanding immediate attention. 
"Well done," Kain said, his deep voice resonating through the space as he approached the team. His gaze swept over them, lingering briefly on Layla, who was still kneeling on the ground, and Irina, whose fiery aura had dimmed but not disappeared. "Your performance was commendable." 
Irina blinked, her fiery gaze snapping to him. "Commendable?" she repeated, her voice carrying an edge of disbelief. "Professor, with all due respect, this wasn't anywhere near what we're capable of. There were cracks in our formation, and—" 
Kain shook his head, his sharp gray eyes narrowing slightly. He turned without another word, his dark uniform swaying as he strode toward the exit. The other instructors followed suit, leaving the team alone in the silent chamber, the heavy door closing behind them with a resounding thud. 
The team exchanged uncertain glances, the weight of the professor's cryptic words lingering in the air. Layla sank back onto the ground, her shield resting beside her as she caught her breath. Jasmine leaned against a wall, her expression a mixture of confusion and exhaustion. Sylvie remained

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