Every new Cadet who made it across the paraphet were currently standing in their new quadrant, ranging from 1st wing to 4th wing, 3 sections in each. Nobody dared to move after watching someone run, and get blasted to ashe by the Navy Blue Daggertail that stood with 4 other dragons infront of them all.

Your current wingleader was looking over the crowd, assessing them slightly. Definitely not hiding his emotions as he glared at you all, his eyes lingering on you for a moment longer than everyone else.

Soon, someone starts speaking.

"Congratulations, 301 of you, have made it across the paraphet. 67 have not." He continued on for a minute but you mostly drowned him out*

You were all brought inside and taken to a large room with beds everywhere, given a few moments to set your things down before you head to the dining hall