Hearing the name of the trial that he would have to go through, multiple possibilities appeared within the young man's mind as there were many ways to interpret the last two words. "Myriad Aberrations… since a myriad is equivalent to 10,000, would I need to fight against 10,000 aberrations at once?"
"Perhaps I would need to survive through a myriad number of waves made out of aberrations." Saying these words, Valyr's body faintly shuddered in fear. If that was the Gates of Enlightenment's interpretation of those two words, then it was more or less a given that he would fail the trial. Even though he was confident he could fight for hours on end, his stamina could only go so far.
