The Circle of Resonance stood quiet again, its edges faintly glowing with residual earthen Qi from the previous trial. Kaelen, Kelvin, and Ethan sat nearby, their gazes distant and minds heavy with newfound stillness.
But the silence was soon broken by determined footsteps.
Guinevere stepped forward, red hair flowing behind her like a burning comet. Her amber eyes burned with pride, impatience, and a touch of defiance.
"I'll go next."
Lila looked up sharply. "Are you sure? You saw what it did to them."
Guinevere didn't flinch. "I was born with fire in my veins. This is my path."
Naena raised a brow but didn't stop her. "Very well," she said, motioning toward the Circle. "Then face the flame and see if it recognizes you."
Guinevere stepped into the Circle of Resonance. The statue at the northernmost edge was different from the others—a twisting flame-shaped monument, scorched black at its edges, with embers glowing faintly in its center.
