Kain watched the soil like it might move if he stared hard enough.
It didn't.
No pulse of light. No rumble of judgment. No voice declaring success or failure. Just warm sun and shadow over dirt.
Bai Lian stood quietly to the side now, hands still trembling faintly at her sides, as if afraid she'd done something irreversible.
Well…maybe she had.
For all they both knew, they'd die in a bloody explosion if their choice was considered to be incorrect.
Kain's gaze drifted from the patch of soil to the pedestals once again. Four seeds remained.
Weaponry. Faith. Unity. Science.
He rubbed the back of his neck and exhaled slowly. He'd have to make his selection from amongst them.
Assuming that Bai Lian hadn't already passed and just hadn't been declared the winner already. The lack of response from the relic was confusing for both of them as to whether or not she'd made the correct choice…
