The training grounds had been repurposed. What was once a barren stretch of packed dirt at the edge of the settlement had been transformed into a makeshift training arena. Stone pillars lined the perimeter, casting jagged shadows over the worn ground where warriors gathered. The air crackled with anticipation, the scent of sweat and abyssal energy thickening as the recruits waited.
Today, the first trial for the Shadow Knights would begin.
Krux stood at the head of the gathering, his towering figure clad in dark armor, his golden eyes scanning the assembled warriors with a look of silent judgment. Next to him, Nyx leaned against a stone post, her arms crossed, expression unreadable.
And at the center, Riven sat on a raised stone platform, one leg crossed over the other, watching.
