Kaelen stood in the vast, otherworldly chamber of the Eternal Venerables, the air thick with an ancient energy that pulsed with life and power. Before him, the spectral forms of the Venerables loomed like towering monuments of wisdom and strength. Their eyes, burning with the light of countless battles and eras gone by, were fixed on Kaelen as he prepared to undertake the trial.
"The Blade of Eternity is not just a weapon," one of the Venerables, a towering figure with glowing white eyes, intoned. "It is a legacy, a bond to the eternal. Your connection to it must be tested."
Kaelen's hand gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, sweat beading on his forehead. He had been through rigorous training before, but this was different. The atmosphere felt suffocating, and the pressure of the Venerables' gaze weighed heavily on him.
