Ryn Varyn, enter the arena.

Leo/Ryn

"Welcome, students, to the Trial of Flame," Master Ying's voice echoed across the arena as she stepped onto the ceremonial platform, her robes shimmering in shades of stormy navy and gold.

Ryn's eyes flickered upward, and for the first time, he saw the full council of masters—all dressed like Master Ying. He recognized only four out of the twenty figures seated at the front.

A few of them watched the arena with unreadable expressions, while others seemed more interested in pointing at the students and whispering amongst themselves.

Ryn stared at them and couldn't help but wonder what they were talking about about.

At the center sat the Grand Headmaster, draped in obsidian robes lined with golden embroidery.

It was also the first time Ryn would see him. He had expected an old man, but the Grand Headmaster barely had any gray hair. His face looked like it hadn't aged past thirty.