Cruzer's eyes swept across the icy landscape, locking onto the towering spires that loomed like sentinels in the distance.
The sheer magnitude of the frozen expanse ahead only added to the sense of dread coiling in his gut.
An ancient trial built for a specific purpose, saturated with void energy—that was enough to unsettle even the strongest of warriors.
Yet deep inside, a primal force stirred in Cruzer's chest. This was why he had come: to test his limits, face these trials head-on, and emerge stronger.
Beside him, Elara seemed to share the same determination, though her face was more composed.
Her staff glowed faintly, casting a soft light that flickered against the oppressive darkness surrounding them.
She exhaled slowly, her breath visible in the freezing air. "I don't just think it's part of how we level up, Cruzer," she said, her voice firm yet steady.
