"I want to test whether I have the qualities to become a 'Knight'... I mean a more precise test. You know, that's my dream."
Samer's voice was low, as if he was thinking of something. After hearing his words, Nike fell silent as well.
Dreams... everyone has them. But for the vast majority, that's all they ever are: fanciful thoughts confined to sleep.
"Looks like we're almost there, just up ahead."
Walking for an indeterminate amount of time, Nike, who carried the torch, suddenly stopped.
In the flickering light of the fire, they both could vaguely see the deep, bottomless crater ahead.
The light from the torch wasn't much help, making it impossible for them to discern the depth or the expanse of the hole. But if someone more knowledgeable were in their place, they would never dare to approach this pit.
