(Amaia)
With measured steps, Ramian walks over to where Saiph is standing.
Alnitak moves and stands just behind me, lowering himself. He places his chin on my shoulder as if ready to enjoy the show.
My skin delectably tingles from the contact, crossing my arms over my chest I intently watch.
"We will begin with Mr Kalit. Come and stand here, face your peers," Saiph instructs, pointing at a spot in the middle. Ramian reluctantly obeys and stands with his legs slightly spread. His blonde hair is pulled back today.
"Now, your mind is going to induce a reality which won't be there. It will conjure up a nightmare for you, bringing to life what you dread. You will fight it, using your mental strength. No weapons. The task is to pull yourself out of that imaginary reality. Are you ready?" Saiph takes a round and stands in front of Ramian, his broad back facing us. I'm amazed by how huge he is in comparison to me.
