Within the Rule dome, that bizarre and variegated Chaos space was, at this moment, suffused with a strange silence.
Countless Rule projections of all shapes and forms still drifted, flowed, and collided like stars, flickering with the radiance of origin.
Yet in the Core Area of the space, the first batch of trial-takers who had entered were like creatures frozen within Amber, suspended against a backdrop of gentle white light, each immersed in a completely different "world".
Their forms were wrapped and shaped by the Rule Power they themselves had chosen.
One Member of the Holy Light Church was entirely shrouded by a mass of pure, condensed Holy Light, exuding warmth and a majestic aura.
It formed a perfectly round Light Ball, within which faint runes seemed to flicker in and out, sacred and beyond prying eyes.
Another Warrior of the Light Protector Legion was wrapped by a dark, viscous Metal liquid that flowed slowly as though it possessed Life.
