"The Heavenly Proxy's Decree"
Neviah, the God of Heaven's Proxy, returned to the temple, her presence commanding attention. Her radiant aura filled the hall, and her eyes shone with a soft, ethereal light. Knight Commander Aurora, ever vigilant, bowed respectfully, her armor creaking slightly as she inclined her head.
"Greetings, Proxy Neviah," Aurora said, her voice clear and strong. "How fare the meeting with the other proxies? Did the gathering yield fruitful discussions and alliances?"
Neviah's eyes gleamed with a hint of excitement as she ascended to her throne, her movements graceful and fluid. "The meeting was indeed fruitful, Aurora. We have been invited to participate in a Tournament of Power, a knockout battle for young warriors aged 12-18. The other proxies and I have agreed to send our most promising trainees to compete in this grand event."
Aurora's eyes widened slightly, her mind already racing with strategies and possibilities. "A tournament, Proxy? That sounds like a grand opportunity for our young knights to prove themselves and bring honor to our temple. Who shall we choose to lead them into this fray?"
Neviah's gaze fell upon Aurora, a hint of a smile on her lips. "You, Aurora, shall be the one to lead our delegation. Your strategic mind and battle prowess will serve our knights well in this tournament. Your experience and guidance will be invaluable to our young warriors."
Aurora's expression turned resolute, her jaw setting in determination. "I shall not fail, Proxy Neviah. I will ensure our knights are prepared for the trials ahead. I will not let our temple or our young warriors down."
Neviah nodded, her expression serious, yet a hint of warmth in her eyes. "I have every confidence in you, Aurora. The fate of our young knights and the honor of our temple rest in your hands. Choose wisely, and may the blessings of the heavens be upon you and our knights."
Aurora bowed her head, her heart swelling with pride and purpose. "Thank you, Proxy Neviah. I will not disappoint."