ARIELLE
The ceremony started with the Alpha King's speech and the introduction of this year's participants. All this time, I couldn't help but throw occasional glances at Raiden, who seemed to have caught my sudden interest, as every time I shifted my eyes to him, he looked back at me without fail.
I need to stop, I told myself, digging my nails into my palms. I need to focus. My father had never been selected as the final judge for the ceremony, which means that I am no longer in control of what may or may not happen. I... don't feel good about this.
The Healer Selection Ceremony was like a contest – alchemists, healers, doctors, and simply everyone else who wanted to become an official Temple Healer gathered in one place to showcase their talents.
There were normally three rounds of participation.
The first round was dryly theoretical – each participant had to answer questions related to specific healing methods, the theory of medication, alchemy, and many others.
