The Appearance of the Devil's Abyss (Finally)
Stark leaned back against one of the walls of the massive auditorium, arms crossed, his gaze flicking between the countdown timer on the holographic screen and his two companions, Lana and Sora.
The remaining twenty minutes before the third trial felt like an eternity, especially with the tension hanging heavy in the air.
"Seems like they're giving us time to think it over," Lana commented, her arms folded over her chest.
Sora, always the quieter one of the group, just nodded.
"Doesn't matter," Stark muttered, "We're not backing down."
And it seemed that none of the students felt like it either: they had survived two deadly trials, and of course it wasn't a [Domination Trial] level, but it was still difficult!
"…"
Nothing much happened for the first fifteen minutes, and everyone just waited.