Inside Luxoria Castle—
A large crystal screen projected images from above.
Liline stood near the console, arms folded, eyes calmly monitoring the feed.
The final moments of the trials played on loop.
Mist dragons defeated, weapons shattered, and the survivors finally emerging.
Lucius stood before it all, silent.
Luna leaned closer, eyes scanning the footage.
"They actually made it through…"
Loreia crossed her arms.
"Took them long enough. I was starting to think none of them would survive."
Luna smirked. "I'm more surprised how hard-headed they were."
"Even after being half-dead, they kept charging forward like madmen."
Loreia pointed at the screen.
"That one. He was bleeding from the chest and still shouting orders."
"They're all like that," Luna muttered.
"Stubborn, reckless, and somehow still breathing."
Liora stepped forward from the side, arms crossed. "They had to be."
Everyone glanced at her.
