[Your last trial: …Face Me…]
The voice came and this time they saw the very being who had been speaking to them since the beginning of the second half of the trial.
Observing the towering figure that stood over 2 meters, way taller than Ross, Alex narrowed his eyes as he took in the entity's form.
The being was clad in heavy black armour of old and with no shred of technology. A helm covered his face leaving only a long slit across his eyes for sight; eyes that glowed a menacing red. In his right hand was a long sword that almost matched the great sword Ross carried, like it was just another toy.
The entity's aura was equally suffocating as the students couldn't help but groan in discomfort. But Alex could tell there was something else.
'His aura is weaker than what we experienced before. Otherwise, we might not have a chance to even move, much less defeat it.'
