As each warrior stood victorious over their mirror self, the realm trembled. The fragments of the echoes began to fade.
Leon looked around, breathing hard. "Everyone alright?"
Each nodded—bloodied, exhausted, but undefeated.
Then came the final test.
A seventh gate opened. A throne emerged—empty, waiting.
A voice echoed:
"One must sit. One must carry the burden of judgment over self. Only then shall you ascend the next floor."
Leon looked to the others.
Roselia shook her head. "You're the Voidbreaker. This was your trial, even if we fought beside you."
Roman clapped him on the shoulder. "You survived yourself. Now prove you can lead yourself."
Leon stepped forward, and as he sat on the throne, the echoes shattered completely.
A golden light enveloped them. They'd passed the Trial of Echoes.
The seal on Leon's second Voidbreaker mark surged to 61%, and a third seal flickered into visibility.
But far away…
