Behind Vice Chancellor Darrow, a shimmering portal flickered to life. The arch of stone shimmered, and glowing silver veins and sigils began to crawl across its surface like living ink. A soft hum rose beneath their feet.
"This relic may be familiar to some of you, depending on your year of entrance. It has long served as a gatekeeper of our college's standards. Many of you encountered its most basic functions during your entrance exams. That was merely its most elementary façade. Today, you will see the full extent of its capabilities."
Murmurs spread through the student body.
"You will be sorted into one of many dynamic event formats. These formats will be randomized upon entry and will test varying aspects of your bond with your contracts and adaptability: survival instincts, domain adaptation, spiritual control, cooperation under pressure, and more."
Darrow's gaze sharpened.
