Eleanor should have realised long ago that something was amiss the moment she grew overly comfortable. It shouldn't have been difficult for her to deduce as much after the first half-hour… normally that was all the time she needed to meditate and regain her full strength, even when she was completely depleted. Moreover, she was inside a trial, and her mental resistance was hardly feeble.
Yet judging from the situation, this trial was truly terrifying. Silently, every ability she possessed had been sealed away. She had no power to pierce illusions; she was reduced to an ordinary werewolf who couldn't even revert to her human form. The trial must have tricked her mind in some manner. If she wished to break this stalemate, she would have to leave this place.
Having made up her mind, Eleanor rose and walked towards the nearby hill. She reasoned that from its peak she would be able to see the far side, as well as her general surroundings. There had to be a way out of this area.
