The Overseer surveyed the crowd with a gaze steeped in schadenfreude, a subtle smirk betraying the pleasure he took in the unfolding scene.
"Let us begin, shall we? Everyone is to proceed in single file, one thousand to a Prism"
The Overseer announced, their voice carrying a chilling authority.
At once, the crowd shifted into perfect order.
A dragonkin strode forward, her expression stoic and unchanging as she pressed her hand against the crystalline orb.
The orb pulsed with an ethereal glow as energy coursed through her very being, resonating with her body and soul.
Two sets of numbers materialized in shimmering light:
Soul: 915 years
Body: 915 years
Without hesitation, she stepped aside, her turn complete.
And so, the procedure continued, one after another stepping forth to be measured.
Soul: 1001 years
