Chapter 27: Second Trial... Try To Survive The Hell
Elara’s POV
“I can’t… I can’t do this anymore… I want to go home…” one of the recruits choked out between sobs, clutching his shoulder as the healer hovered over him, pouring glowing salve into the deep gash on his arm.
I didn’t even turn to look. I couldn’t.
I was too busy sitting there, breathing like every inhale was a fight for survival. My arms hung limp at my sides, my legs felt like jelly, my body screamed in pain with every tiny movement but worse was my mind.
The first trial was done.
The labyrinth.
But it hadn’t just been a maze. No. It had been hell itself disguised as a trial, a twisting nightmare of cursed paths, spiked traps, poisonous fog, and beasts that looked like they’d crawled straight out of someone’s trauma jo
