Chapter 18 Trials of the Chosen

• The air around the lost training grounds felt electric, humming with old power that seemed to call to Elara. She stood in the middle of the wooded space, her shadows whirling around her in anticipation. Aeron stayed nearby; his normal grin replaced by a rare look of quiet determination.
• "Are you just going to stand there?" Elara asked, looking at him. "Or are you going to tell me what I’m supposed to do?"
• Aeron crossed his arms, resting casually against a moss-covered rock. "The grounds will lead you... if you're worthy. My job is to make sure you live long enough to figure it out."