LIORA'S POV
I’m half-dragging the woman who feels like a sack of stones, when I we reach the finish line. Honestly, I didn’t expect her to be that heavy, nor did I expect my body to hold up that long. Around us, the crowd stares with a mix of shock, disbelief, and most of all anger.
I help the woman sit on the glass before tiredly walking the hourglass over to the oldest Sincalion. He takes it from my hands with a proud smile.
A wave of grumbling sweeps through the gathering, people arguing in low tones, but the Sincalion raises his hand for silence. “The only soul to have passed the first test is this young woman, proving her kindness and humility beyond doubt.”
Yes! yes!
My mouth stretches into a huge, ridiculous grin. I did it, and everyone saw.
A burst of noisy protests fills
