The champions cast sideways glances at themselves in slight trepidation and yet still with a tinge of excitement at the idea.
Arcadius simply glanced at the others and looked forward stoically. No matter when the convergence came, he believed himself to be ever ready.
One couldn't really say the same for the others. While they had been brought up with regular, extensive training and clear progression pathways charted out, they had never taken on something this grand.
They still needed time to really go into training with the mindset of a champion-select. To strengthen and refine their skills, and also build their confidence in time for the convergence.
Of all the seven Champions who stood on the podium, Florian was the only one to barely have a reaction, and this was noticed by Yeneffer who stood next to him. "You look like a man that has somewhere else to be," she chuckled, whispering softly just enough for him to hear. "Are you not even slightly excited at the prospect?"
