[Kaguya]

Nishra looked around the hall but couldn't make heads or tails of which way was forward and which way was back, she was scared and cried out as she felt like she had been cut across the arm. On looking down there was no wound but there was a thick red liquid 'This is your trial, you are a follower not a leader it would seem my dear.' the voice was cold, harsh, uncaring and unforgiving 'This life is a privilege given to few... if you are worthy of it, you will complete the trial.' the same voice came.

Her ruby eyes darted around the area much like a frightened child as she tried to pinpoint where the voice was coming from "A-Aric!" she called out only to scream out as it felt a long slash went across her back 'Come, come my dear... he will be the crowned one and you his servant you must learn to survive without him being there to hold your hand.' the voice mocked 'which path is correct, get it right and you will be one step closer to your destiny, get it wrong... the voice stopped and laughed.

Even though she was scared she never flinched it seemed to her every time she showed fear, uncertainty or any such emotions she would get hurt. Her eyes looked around her once more trying to decide which path she would choose, she just hoped there would be no time limit on the decision.