Kieran stared at the Wailing Sierra in the unknown distance in complete silence. His thoughts and surroundings seemed to grow eerily silent while staring at the chain of jagged mountains.
Within that silence, a dissonant ring grew prominent, carried by the calm drifting of the wind.
He had been thrown into the Trial without understanding what to do, but that wasn't entirely true — he had to overcome the Trial. Simple… perhaps. But one thing was tasked with helping him, which presided in his Realm — the Trial's Anchor.
And for the first time since arriving in this bizarre place, the Anchor reacted to what Kieran saw.
Focusing on that dissonant, slightly disconcerting ring led to a deep, resonant thrum from the Anchor. With that thrum came a pull… a challenge, like it was telling Kieran to prepare himself for the final test.
'So… those mountains are the final test or are connected to the final test?'
