Time passed like that. Noel bore most of the weight of the trials, while Selena followed alongside him. She still contributed in her own way — the Control Law was versatile, after all — but it turned out even the feared Destruction Law could reveal a startling versatility in the hands of someone like Noel.
Eventually, the trials pressed harder. Noel began to sustain injuries, and the scale of the challenges grew more vicious. At last, his composure cracked.
"Why the fuck is there no reward until now?" Noel's voice cut through the chamber, sharp with irritation, though his eyes never left the path ahead.
The words fell, and he refocused — his gaze locking onto the moving orbs before them. Dense masses of gravity, coiled upon themselves like miniature black holes, swallowing everything nearby. This time, he had to deal with them.
