Alden internally cursed. He recalled Morrigan's warning and gritted his teeth.
'I have to endure.'
Enduring some trifling pain was nothing compared to becoming a vegetable if he failed this Trial.
Alden was determined to persevere.
No matter what…
"The first question. Which Domain do you hail from?"
'Domain?'
Alden's mind rapidly dissected the man's words.
'What's that?'
Back in Arkanis, they didn't have any Domains, so he didn't know how to answer the cruel man.
That was… if he could even speak.
Alden tried to open his mouth but discovered that his body didn't respond to that command. He struggled some more, but the result was the same.
It was as if his mouth was sewn shut.
That, or perhaps there was sinister magic at play preventing him from revealing his Domain.
He sighed internally.