Juvia found herself standing within her barrier and watching in amazement as Gray made his way back to her barrier. Once he was there he stood with swords drawn and she smiled at him wondering what his newfound stance would bring. Surprisingly enough though, his words were ones of surrender. Her eyes widened and she giggled at the moment. "I... didn't expect that~" she chimed, as she cancelled the magic which she'd created around herself and approached Gray directly from a few paces away. "That was pretty fun, arigatou gozaimasu," she said staring at the lad for a bit too long and noticing he was still in his underwear, her entire face soon went red and she turned. "Maybe next time keep your clothes on," she said turning her gaze away and covering her face with both of her hands to help with the redness. And with that she was finished at least for now. To her knowledge this would be the final test and she didn't think any other matches needed to take place. Once the center of the arena was clear a voice would come out and from the upper area but it wasn't any of the Captains.
"Arigatou Gozaimasu, all of you. At this point, your numbers will be called and you will step forward, and any Captain who wants you in their squad will raise their hands," the speaker stated. "If more than one Captain raises their hands, you may choose where you would rather go, based on whatever criteria you deem fit, but..." there was a stern silence inserted. "If none raises their hand for you, you didn't make the cut for the Magic Knights. Of course, you are free to try again if you don't make it, but you won't be accepted this year," the voice called out, murmurs would ensue as this was stated but the same voice that had been speaking began calling numbers starting at one. Whether Captains raised or lowered their hands for people they'd began separating themselves. Several who didn't make the cut found themselves running from the area without any real consequences for them. But soon a number would be called which belonged to one white haired male who'd had the first battle seen today. "Number 361!"