The next day, many of the candidates gathered at the training ground, their thoughts unconsciously aligned toward a single point.
Let's see the Tower.
Even those who tried to act calm could not hide the curiosity in their eyes. Some stood quietly with their arms folded, others whispered within their groups, while a few simply stared ahead without speaking, trying to prepare themselves mentally for what was coming next.
Still, even though today was the start of the sixth trial, not everyone came.
Felix's group was noticeably incomplete.
Since the moment he returned from the fifth trial, the atmosphere around his group had changed in a way that even outsiders could sense. It was heavy, tight, and filled with something no one wanted to say out loud. Their leader…Felix…had locked himself inside his room and had not come out since that day.
Even now, during something this important, he was still absent.
That alone said enough.
Ezra arrived early, earlier than most.
