Preparations for the Seven Knight Tests
Ben exhaled slowly, his chest rising and falling with the weight of responsibility. Satisfaction flickered across his face, tempered by a father's concern. "Then let it begin," he said, his voice carrying authority and calm in equal measure.
Victor stood a few steps away, eyes sharp, purple aura flickering subtly around him, a quiet storm of anticipation and resolve. He inclined his head. "Yes, Father. I'll prepare."
Ben's gaze softened, lingering on his son with an intensity born of both pride and worry. "Go now," he instructed. "Prepare yourself. Stay within the house until I finish all arrangements in the arena. Do not leave prematurely."
