Test(4)
"Welcome participant number 17171717,"
The mechanical voice echoed for everybody. Dev was nervous and excited at the same time for his turn. A white light appeared and covered him, and he vanished from the area with the disappearance of the white light.
In front of the pedestal, Dev appeared. Then suddenly a pressure hit him even before he could stabilize himself. In the face of sudden pressure, he could not stop himself from falling on his face. He tried to stand up, but the pressure only increased. He could not even look up at the divine bow Gandiva due to the pressure.
"A mortal taking part in a competition for a divine bow? How dare he?"
"Who dares to bring a mortal? He has sullied this competition. Throw him out."
"Oh, a mortal taking part, Interesting."
"His level at this age looks too low to be part of a big clan. From where did he even get these many superior Prana stones?"