The next day, Ayomide and the other warriors gathered in a vast arena. The atmosphere was charged with excitement and anticipation. A senior warrior addressed the group.
"Welcome, everyone. I see each of you has found a mentor and is now able to participate in the warrior spirit trials. We are Guild Earth, representing the earth and all its goodness. In these trials, we test the mind and soul of a conqueror and a warrior. Succeed, and you will officially become a warrior of Guild Earth. Fail, and you will likely die. This is your chance to leave now. This is not a joke."
Some warriors' faces turned grim, and a few left, unable to face the risk. Ayomide stood firm, determination etched on his face. "I ain't going anywhere. I've come too far."
"Lol, scaredy-cats don't want to lose their lives yet," one of the twins sneered. "What can I say? Punks will always be punks. I don't blame them, though; they ain't about that life."
A lady nearby stretched her body, preparing for the trial. One of the twins couldn't help but comment, "Who's that sexy bitch? She would get it any day of the week, night and day."
Ignoring their crass remarks, she walked past them, heading straight for Ayomide. "Hey, you. I think we should team up for this one. It might get serious."
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Ayomide replied, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. He knew he needed all the help he could get for the trials ahead.
The warrior spirit trials were about to begin, and Ayomide was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, determined to prove himself and master the art of vibration.