Mount Parazonium was harsh. As a natural wonder it was severe on its appearance, displaying no sylvan pleasantries nor soothing creeks; As a land, it was austere on what it could give, as there was a total absence of lodes for the mining of precious ores.
However, standing as a testament to the might and untamed side of nature, it radiated a charm that was both dangerous and provocatively welcoming, with its crests and valleys goading the valor, abandon, and the hidden thirst for conquest from men who found themselves deposited in the middle of it.
That was precisely the reason why it was the perfect location for a year-end battle exam for fledgling fighters.