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A faint tremor spread through the chamber as soon as Jayden's silver flame became red.
The silver light across the walls rushed toward him at once, and the red flame hovering before his chest began moving in a slow circle. It did not touch the metal armor directly, but the heat still went through anyway, sinking into his chest area through the gaps.
Jayden clenched his jaws as he tried to force his breathing to stay steady, but blood still leaked from the corner of his mouth and dropped onto the ground. His fingers clenched around his sword hilt so tightly that his knuckles showed.
[Who do you serve?]
Jayden's brows pulled together. This time he answered fast than before, thinking that if he was firmer maybe the trial would accept his answer.
"The Smith household."
The red flame burned brighter, suggesting that the answer was not enough.
