"That's none of your business," John calmly replied, slowly arching his back and shifting his weight to his feet.
He was a coiled spring of lethality, ready to jump into action the moment others moved to fight him. The eleven giants stood their ground, their eyes locked onto him, yet they didn't initiate the strike.
"If you are indeed familiar with our laws," the leader retorted calmly, "then you should know it is our custom to properly introduce oneself before a Blue Sacred trial begins."
"I already announced my name…"
"A name doesn't matter here," the leader interrupted, his voice growing cold and formal. "In the Blue Sacred Challenge, a name holds meaningless weight. What we seek is your list of achievements. Tell us, fallen human: what have you done in this trial to earn the right to stand before the Twelve?"
"I already brought the head of one of your sworn enemies…"
