"The four exceptional students who stood against a Sync-class demon—a Berserker—Sheila, Chris, Asher, and Liam," Regulus announced, his voice laced with admiration.
His gaze first landed on Sheila. "Sheila, once again, you've proven yourself as a leader," he said firmly. "Your decision-making, quick thinking, and tactical analysis were on full display today. You didn't just fight—you commanded. You saw the battlefield for what it was, assessed the threats, and guided your team accordingly. That kind of leadership is not just rare; it's invaluable."
The magical screens illuminated with clips of Sheila in action—barking orders, shielding teammates, and directing attacks with razor-sharp precision.
Regulus nodded approvingly. "Your ability to adapt and control the flow of battle was remarkable. However," his tone shifted, "there were moments where you held back, moments where you restrained your full strength. And that, Sheila, nearly and even cost you lives on that battlefield."
