The Monolith pulsed again.
But this time, the light was different.
Not the steady, rhythmic glow of earlier challenges. This one was slower. Heavier. As though the stone itself understood the weight of what came next. A hush swept across the Training Grounds—not from awe, nor fear, but reverence. Even the air had changed, dense and coiled, like a storm held at bay.
Riven stepped toward the obsidian stone, his fingertips brushing its surface.
The glow responded—deep violet at first, then overtaken by radiant gold. Names flickered and fell away like autumn leaves in wind until only one remained, branded across the Monolith with divine certainty.
Rank 1 – Cassiel Vaigne
