"...Whoever wishes to test their soul trait, step forward now—or prepare to wait until next year!"
The bald examiner spread his arms wide, his voice slicing through the air like a blade. He scanned the crowd with a sharp, calculating gaze that betrayed both weariness and disappointment. After a moment, he clicked his tongue in irritation and muttered, "Tsk~ Only three traits in this entire expedition? Has the once-proud land of Zaron truly become so barren of talent?"
