As the townsfolk continued to step into the arena one by one, the excitement that had initially filled the air began to wane. The representative from the Celestial Academy maintained their air of indifference, their eyes seeming devoid of any spark of interest.
The anticipation in the arena grew palpable as the first candidate stepped forward, a graceful woman with ebony hair that cascaded like a silken waterfall down her back. Her presence was almost ethereal, and the crowd held its collective breath in anticipation.
Her chosen beast, a magnificent Wind Butterfly, fluttered gracefully around her in a delicate dance of translucent wings, casting shimmering reflections of sunlight that painted the ground below with a kaleidoscope of colors.
As she began her demonstration, her outstretched hand commanded the breeze, coaxing it to dance in harmony with her.
