"What do you think of my Chanikh?" a golden humanoid figure spoke, his voice reverberating in the seemingly endless hall, addressing no one in particular as there was no one present.
"How did you choose one so quickly? It has barely been a few minutes since the trial started, and it seems you picked quite a good one too," a voice echoed, followed by another golden figure who looked almost identical to the one that had spoken earlier, if not for its red eyes that seemed to disintegrate anything that gazed at it which was in contrast to the emerald eyes of his brother, the one that had spoken earlier.
Sitting upright on his emerald throne, the golden figure who had first spoken said with a chuckle, "That's a mistake you guys always make... It has been more than a month there."
