The trial was not something Arthur expected. He never imagined his current power wouldn't matter inside of it, but that did not discourage him, no.
He was a person who reached his current status by hard work and skill — a bit of luck too — so there was no way he would back down on trying.
'This trial may have the answer I am looking for. Also, dying inside has no penalties as well.'
"So, do you want to go there tomorrow morning to try out? We can spend the night here," Myla said.
She had cleaned her cottage because of that, and there was no need to rush. The trial would remain there for who knows how long.
"Fine," Arthur said as he got up from his chair. "Is there something for us to eat or should I get something?"
Myla shook her head. "There's nothing… But you can stay here and let me get it. It is not good for an older man to go out so late."