Azrael once again felt as if he had been thrown into a washing machine as his surroundings shifted violently.
However, now that he was a Level 10 Apprentice Warrior, and the strain from Eonrift's teleportation was far less intense than the cross galaxy teleportation formation, he only felt slight discomfort— nothing more.
When he regained his senses and looked around, Azrael found himself standing in a completely white space.
He wasn't surprised to find that he hadn't been sent back to the stadium from which he had entered Eonrift.
'This should be the evaluation room Mom talked about. The place where I would get my reward...' Azrael thought inwardly, glancing around with curiosity.
As he looked around—
(Evaluation of your performance in the Trial is in progress...)
A notification appeared before him.
Then, one notification after another began to flood his vision.
(You have killed many monsters higher than your level. Your evaluation score has increased.)
