The Overseers

The massive doors behind the podium creaked open slowly, with a weighty solemnity that seemed to fill the air. A deathly silence fell over the candidates as every eye turned toward the entrance.

The first to appear were soldiers, their armor gleaming as they marched in perfect sync, their footsteps echoing off the stone floor. Behind them, three mysterious figures advanced.

In the center was a woman. She wore a fitted black dress—simple yet elegant—accented with silver that shimmered with each step. Her jet-black hair was swept back into a flawless bun, fully exposing her sharp, severe features. Her eyes were a striking green.

To her right stood another woman, taller and more athletic. Her copper-colored hair, cropped just above her shoulders, contrasted with her pale skin. She wore a dark blue bodysuit, adorned with golden patterns running along her arms and legs.