The second trial’s outcome

Time seemed to slow as Argolaith executed a deft maneuver—sidestepping a heavy swing from his opponent's blade and retaliating with a swift, precise strike that left a deep gash along the man's arm. 

The man howled in pain, and for a moment, the fight wavered. But as quickly as the respite came, the battle resumed with renewed intensity.

In the midst of the melee, Argolaith glanced around, noting that many of his adversaries were equally desperate. 

Some wielded impressive magic—a flicker of intense flame here, a burst of razor sharp wind there—while others fought with the raw brutality of seasoned warriors. 

The trial was a brutal gauntlet, and every minute that ticked by was a fight for survival.

At length, after what felt like an eternity of bloodshed and clashing steel, Argolaith emerged battered yet unbowed.