The last station also proved to be quite simple, especially for someone like Ethan, who had taken the time to balance his stats across all his core attributes. Strength, agility, stamina—nothing too high to raise eyebrows, but nothing low enough to fail. It gave him a solid foundation, and that was exactly what he needed for tests like these.
He handled the dumbbells smoothly, held them long enough to register a pass, and walked away without even breaking a sweat. A few of the nearby nobles, especially the ones who had been whispering earlier, looked visibly annoyed.
They had expected him to crack, to stumble, to give them something to laugh at. Instead, he'd finished the entire first round without drawing attention—except, ironically, by not drawing any.
Much to their dismay, Ethan had proven himself adequately average.
