Trafalgar stood at a crossroads, surrounded by endless passages. In front of him, behind him, and to both sides—nothing but corridors twisting into the unknown. He exhaled slowly, realizing he had no real sense of direction.
A familiar voice echoed through the labyrinth, clear and authoritative.
"It slipped my mind to mention the rules, forgive me," Kaelen, the mage from earlier, announced. "Here is the situation and your objective. From where we are, we can see you directly. What we want to observe is how you endure against monsters and unexpected situations. Do not worry—none of the creatures here exceed the Flow Core rank. If you are weaker, you will have to form teams or avoid them. Of course, you may also fight each other. Everything is permitted."
The voice carried a slight amusement.
