The atmosphere in Room F2 was the opposite of the environment Erik had encountered today.
The room was light and airy, with a gleaming obsidian-colored floor that reflected the light streaming down from the elongated panels on the ceiling.
The polished walls were adorned with high-tech, ethereal screens that scrolled continuously with lines of complex-looking code and diagrams.
The examiner sat in the center behind a solitary, sleek table made of translucent material.
The examiner was a middle-aged man dressed in the guild's formal attire. His hair was neatly combed back and flecked with gray. His sharp blue eyes glinted in the soft, white light, full of experience and wisdom.
He exuded calm authority, his demeanor as steady and unyielding as that of a seasoned warrior. A digital pad was in front of him, ready to record the interaction.