"Continue"
Once again, the floor and walls moved, and I found myself in an open area. It was a colossal structure reminiscent of Roman gladiator arenas.
Towering walls, easily ten storeys high, enclosed the whole place. At each corner, strange flags fluttered above rows of small prison gates.
Just looking at them made my skin crawl.
Please don't let the test be fighting whatever's behind those gates with nothing but my fists.
While I was still trying to understand what was going on, the ground began to vibrate, and from beneath, a throne made of bones slowly emerged.
Sitting on it was a figure that made my blood run cold, not because she looked scary, but quite the opposite.
She was beautiful—so much that she looked inhuman, unnatural. Like staring at a painting.
Especially those crimson eyes. Glowing like lanterns in the dark, with slit-shaped pupils resembling a serpent's gaze.
The rest of her was no less breathtaking.
