The carriage arrived at the site, when fang stepped out of the carriage he noticed a lot of boys from other villages had arrived too(some he noticed from the selection day.)
When his feet reached the ground he could hear the squelching beneath his feet and the wetness of the mud sink into his socks.
An hour or so later a new face appeared in front of all the boys, Fang did not recognise the woman he'd never seen her before not even from when the squads had been getting back from scouting outside the capital.
The woman spoke,
"I'm Thiqualla of the holy council" she said in an aggressive tone," you will see me no more after I am finished speaking here...until you finish your training, but not all will remain some will quit and some will meet the most brutal death."
The boys all stood still as Thiqualla finished speaking, Fang swore he could feel the tone change in the air. The woman left the group of boys, as she left a few armoured men came and split the boys into groups. Fang looked at his group and more importantly their power rings 4 had red rings and he other 2 had blue rings, in terms of looks they all looked to be somewhat similar to him, apart from one. He had jet black hair with a handful of red strands on the end a contrast to Fangs brown hair. The man who put together Fangs group led them towards a room, the room containing weapons of all kinds ranging from the likes of daggers and short swords to crossbows and shields.
As Fang was processing it all the armoured man said,
"You may all pick your weapons, but for blue rings you have a separate collection of magical items to pick your fancy."
Fang caught a glimpse of the separate room and saw it contained grimories, wands and staves. Fang looked around the room him and the other 4 red ring boys in his group were in taking in what weapons to take, he picked up a dagger but it felt to light for him and the same for the short swords, then he moved over to the great swords and it felt as if it was made for him it was the perfect weight for him, he then proceeded go grab a back holster for his sword. He then decided to move onto a crossbow that he picked up and also a round metal shield, he noticed the dark haired boy had picked a dagger and crossbow, other boys and picked simple swords and shields. One thing Fang noticed about the weapons is that they all had the spirit King's sigil on them so they had obviously been blessed as to further their abilities, after all the boys had picked their weapons they all went back outside to the mud and grass patch.
After about 10 minutes all the boys had arrived and were back with their selected groups, the armoured men brought out a selection of cages then one of them said,"These here cages contain weak spirits this is a 1 man activity, you will fight the spirit to death. Yes to death you will either succeed or die or by the end some of you might want to quit."
As he finished speaking all the boys found their own spot to fight their spirit, the second Fangs's spirit was released from it's cage he stood toward and cuts a part of its neck, it cried in agony loaded his crossbow and shot it violently in it's wretched heart he watched it bleed out until it looks it's final breath and turned into dust. He walked back to the patch and saw two dead boys with their eyes scratched out and throats eaten, one of the dead boys stray spirits lunged at Fang before he could react the a crossbow bolt went into his skull. He was expecting it to be shot by a guard or maybe Thiqualla but it wasn't any of them, it was the the dark haired boy, the boy walked over to him and shook his hand then he said, "The names Dantè what's yours?" Asked Dantè, "Fang", Fang replied,"Fang Fiest."