"Max, stand near the base of the tower and you will be teleported inside," Grand Elder Waller instructed in a steady voice that carried across the trial grounds.
Max nodded without hesitation. The murmurs of the disciples faded into the background as he stepped forward, his focus sharpening. The Combat Legion Tower loomed above him, its ancient surface etched with faint patterns that seemed to shift subtly when observed too closely. The aura it emitted was not chaotic or violent. It was disciplined and orderly, like an army awaiting command.
As Max approached the base, he could feel a faint resonance between his aura and the structure before him. The ground beneath his feet vibrated lightly, and the carved runes embedded within the tower's foundation began to glow with a muted crimson light.
He came to a stop directly before the entrance.
For a brief moment, nothing happened.
