Elara stepped forward, her cold, indifferent gaze settling on the Orb of Curiosity. Amberine had just finished her attempt, and the room still carried the faint scent of burnt air from the raw anger that Amberine had funneled into the orb. The echoes of Amberine's frustrated breaths still lingered in the tense atmosphere, and the subtle flickers of flames from Ifrit, hiding beneath Amberine's robe, danced nervously. Now, it was Elara's turn.
"Now, Elara," Professor Astrid's calm voice filled the silence, pulling all eyes toward her. Astrid's silver braid swayed slightly as she motioned toward the orb. "Your task is to channel fear—control it, focus it. Fear is a powerful, nuanced emotion, and mastering it requires precision. Begin when you're ready."