The Trial that Shook the Hearts of the Prismerion Race (5)

Regaining his composure, Orion surveyed the scene around him and observed that everyone present was now kneeling, their eyes reflecting fear and their bodies quivering under the immense magical pressure. 

He returned his gaze to the massive, narrowed eyes peering down at him from above.

"You're correct," Orion affirmed with a nod. He drew in a deep breath before continuing, "I am not a Prismerion. I am a human."

As Orion's words reached their conclusion, the intense magical energy that had descended from the heavens abruptly dissipated.

"Human! You're a human? What brings a human to this place?" The ancient dignified voice echoed once more, but this time, it held a tone of astonishment and bewilderment.

"Yes, I am," Orion responded with a firm nod. "I came here for the trial, to obtain the power that can help us defeat the White Flame."