The days passed in a quieter rhythm than usual.
Unlike the previous trials, there was no pressure of combat hanging over everyone's heads, no urgent need to spar, no visible enemies to prepare for. Because of that, most of the candidates chose to rest, spending their time inside their rooms, lying down or sitting still with their eyes closed, trying to calm their thoughts and prepare for what was coming.
Others preferred a different approach.
Some sat cross-legged in silence, slowly circulating their Cognis through their bodies, guiding it carefully through their veins, making sure everything was steady, controlled, and at its peak condition before the trial began.
The halls, which were usually filled with noise, arguments, and footsteps, had grown noticeably quieter.
There were fewer people moving around.
Most doors stayed closed.
