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Author: Jason Kz
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"Hello, Esther," the instructor began, his tone firm yet encouraging. "I'm sure you understand your weaknesses better than anyone. However, I will still point out the important ones, in case you aren't unaware.

Although you can deal damage and control blood, you only utilize about 50% or less of your true potential.

He paused, allowing his words to sink in, observing Esther's reaction. She stood there, a mixture of surprise and contemplation on her face, as she absorbed the critique.

Her fingers twitched slightly, a sign of her internal struggle to process the feedback while maintaining her composure.

"I trust that you will overcome these shortcomings sooner or later," he continued, his voice steady and confident. "See you in class A-1." With a decisive gesture, he dismissed her, signaling the end of her evaluation. Still grappling with the shock of the situation, Esther managed a nod before stepping aside, her mind racing with thoughts of improvement and determination.

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