Rivyn's eyes closed, his gaze focusing sharply as the shimmering white space that enclosed him fluttered with an ethereal glow. The atmosphere surrounding him hummed with silent, almost tangible energy generated in the intricate working of the system surrounding him. This endless expanse, full of an eerie kind of quiet but for the soft crackling sound emitted by his Qi surging powerfully through him, was surely not some place foreign to him, with all the considerable time he had spent within the confines of it already. In fact, the white space had turned into some sort of familiar battlefield, where continuous waves of crazily strong beasts were thrown at him by the system to see just how much he could bear and test his strength, his stamina, and his unyielding spirit. As for today, well, fate got him right at the place it wanted him: in front of those infamous manticores.