As cunning as the Storm Sovereign was, even it got irritated, and its taunts became harsher.
But Vangeance had wised up and did not pick a fight in unfavorable areas.
Seeing his growth, Silvia smiled. The trials are different for each knight, and the Altar hands it based on the characteristics of that knight.
For Vangeance, it was not without reason that he was given this trial. The current mission was slowly sharpening his rough edges and honing the things that he lacked.
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The next day, they reached the middle peak.
A huge rocky mountain that rose so high its summit vanished into swirling thunderclouds. Violent cyclones coiled around its slopes, and lightning intermittently struck the surface.
"This is it," Silvia spoke calmly.
"How can you be so sure?" Vangeance tilted his head.
She glanced at him, pulled out a hand drawn map filled with markers, drawings, and overlapping routes.
