Aria woke to the sound of metal scraping against stone.
Pain lanced through her body, every joint screamed, and the fire that had once lived in her veins throbbed faintly, smoldering like an ember left too long in the dark. She blinked, struggling to focus, and realized she was no longer on the platform. The sanctum had shifted, or perhaps she had. Now she stood in a narrow hall lined with flickering torches, shadows twisting like living things across the walls.
Kael crouched nearby, his hands still glowing faintly with the residual energy from the previous night.
"You're awake," he said, voice low. "Good."
"I feel…" she groaned. "Terrible."
"That's normal," Kael replied grimly. "The fire is a part of you, but it isn't yours yet. It doesn't forgive weakness."
Aria shivered, pressing her hands against her chest. Memories she hadn't known were hers flickered and vanished like smoke. The cost of the power was already clear, and it terrified her.
Kael's attention snapped to the corridor ahead. "Someone's coming."
Before Aria could ask, the hall's shadows deepened, twisting unnaturally. A figure emerged, a tall woman, clad in dark armor that shimmered with veins of crimson energy. Her hair flowed like black ink, and her eyes burned amber.
"You are the new Ember Bearer," the woman said, her voice sharp as flint. "I've been waiting."
Aria froze. "Who"
"I am Selene," the woman interrupted. "And I am here to test you."
Kael's jaw tightened. "Selene, wait"
Selene ignored him. Her hands glowed faintly with red energy, small flames licking at her fingertips. "Do not interfere, Kael. This is her first test. She must learn quickly."
Aria's heart pounded. Her legs felt like lead, her palms sweating despite the lingering heat of the embers. "Test? What do you mean?"
Selene's smile was sharp. "The fire chooses. But the fire does not tolerate weakness. You either prove yourself… or the fire consumes you."
The walls of the hall seemed to tighten. Aria could feel the embers stirring again, restless, tugging at her very soul. Fear threatened to paralyze her, but something deep inside, something stubborn, something defiant, forced her feet to move.
"I....I'll fight," she said, voice trembling. "I don't know how, but I'll fight."
Selene's laughter was low, echoing off the stone. "Good. You will need it."
With a sudden movement, Selene lunged. Flames burst from her hands, streaking toward Aria. Heat slammed into her like a physical blow. She instinctively raised her arms, but the fire lashed past her defenses, scorching the wall behind her. The embers within her stirred, reacting to Selene's attack.
Kael shouted, "Control it! Don't just react, think!"
Aria clenched her teeth, forcing the fire to obey, not violently, but precisely. Threads of golden flame coiled around her arms, forming a shield that absorbed the red energy slamming into her. Sparks flew, lighting the hall with the violent dance of fire.
Selene's eyes widened. "Interesting."
Aria felt her chest tighten painfully. Memories, small, precious fragments, flickered again. She gasped, struggling to hold the fire in check. Pain surged through her, but she forced herself to focus.
The embers obeyed her command.
She struck.
Not wildly.
Not recklessly.
A concentrated burst of golden fire shot forward, slamming into Selene's shield. The impact sent the seasoned Ember Bearer staggering backward, eyes flashing with surprise and admiration.
Kael exhaled sharply. "That's it. That's control."
Selene wiped a trickle of sweat from her brow and stepped forward again, this time circling Aria like a predator. "You have promise," she said. "But promise is not enough. The real trial begins now."
The hall shook violently. Cracks appeared along the walls, and smoke curled from the torch sconces as if the building itself feared the power concentrated within it. Selene's flames twisted into shapes, blades, whips, whorls, striking at Aria from every angle.
Aria ducked and rolled, letting the golden fire wrap around her hands and wrists like living armor. The embers guided her movements, responding not to her panic, but to her intent. She dodged, blocked, and struck back, her power growing with every controlled motion. Yet with each attack, the cost bled into her mind. Memories blurred. A fleeting thought of her village, of her mother's face, slipped away like smoke.
Pain. Loss. Focus. Control. Fear. These were all entwined, and she realized—this was not just a fight. This was survival.
And it was only the beginning.
Selene lunged for a final strike. The flames collided in a burst of light so intense it forced Aria to shield her eyes. When she dared to look again, the hall was empty. Selene was gone.
Kael approached, his expression unreadable. "She's testing you," he said softly. "Not just your power, but your willingness to bear its cost."
Aria sank to the floor, trembling, hands still smoking faintly from exertion. "I… I don't know if I can keep doing this," she whispered.
Kael crouched beside her. "You have to. Every moment you hesitate, every ounce of doubt, is a thread they can use against you. This is your life now. And there's no undoing it."
Aria swallowed hard, glancing at the faintly glowing embers beneath her skin. "I'll do it," she said quietly. "I'll learn. I'll survive. No matter what it takes."
Kael's eyes softened slightly. "Good. Because the Hunt is coming. And it won't wait for anyone."
From the shadows of the hall, a low growl echoed, deep, ancient, and unmistakably alive.
Aria's fire pulsed in warning.
And somewhere far beyond, Selene's eyes gleamed in the darkness, a silent promise of what was yet to come.