A bell rang, low and resonant, like a gong echoing through a cavern. Then another. A series of six tones chimed in succession, marking the official commencement of the competition.
Floating above the Celestial Ring, a ripple of energy formed and four figures appeared midair, descending slowly on golden platforms. Each was cloaked in the colors of their academy, radiating power and authority.
The Principals had arrived.
Master Feng of Lushan stood at the front, arms folded behind his back, long silver robes flowing like leaves in a windless forest.
His presence alone made the air feel heavier. Beside him stood Madam Zhao of Abyssal, with her high collar and frost-lined sleeves; her eyes scanned the students like an eel hunting in deep water.
Principal Kiera of Oculus was radiant in gold-trimmed white, her eyes sharp and calculating.
