Vwooooommmm...
With a seismic pulse, the flat grounds of the coliseum twisted open like a blooming metal flower.
What emerged was a series of floating stone platforms—dozens of them—scattered unevenly across a vast chasm that seemed to open up beneath the arena itself.
At the center of the chasm was a singular pedestal glowing with pulsing, radiant light.
"Woooahhh..."
Gasps echoed around the audience.
It looked like a broken landscape suspended in midair, connected only by gaps and mana pathways that shimmered faintly. Runes danced along the edges.
A pit of energy boiled below the platforms—a fall here wouldn't mean death, but it would be a harsh ejection from the trial and a severe loss of points.
"The third and final trial," Master Ilwin called, his voice like thunder. "The Gauntlet of Momentum."
He turned to the students. "Each of you will begin on a starting platform. The goal is simple—reach the pedestal at the center and claim one of the four tokens placed there."
