The arena's heartbeat steadied, deep and heavy, as if it now beat in time with the lives that had just been shaped. Dust swirled like a crown around the three creations—Vex standing proud in its green glow, and the two new undead rising, still trembling but now steady enough to stand.

Fenric's silver flames flickered once, and his creation took its first true step forward. The air around it shimmered faintly, like ripples in a calm pond. With each movement, sound dulled—footsteps softened, the clatter of chains hushed. Its presence carried silence itself. Aria's eyes widened faintly, sensing it. A power born from Fenric's will—discipline turned into silence, a shield against distraction and chaos.

Across from it, Laxin's undead clenched its skeletal hands. Sparks leapt from the black-gold chains binding it, running through its body like veins of molten metal. When it struck the ground, the arena floor cracked. The chains dissolved into mist, reforming as jagged, spectral weapons around its arms. It growled low, a voice not its own, but an echo of command. Raw strength shaped into dominion—the power to bind, break, and command through force.

Vex shifted beside Aria, its green fire brightening as if pleased by the birth of its siblings. Its eyes glowed faintly, emotions stirring like unseen waves. Where Vex reached into hearts and stirred emotions, Fenric's creation muted chaos into stillness, while Laxin's radiated raw dominance. Three powers—different, but bound by will.

Aria's green flames pulsed as she stepped forward. "They've taken their first breath of power. Each one carries what you've poured into them." Her gaze lingered on Fenric's creature. "Yours—born of calm and discipline. It silences the world so nothing can shake it." Then she turned to Laxin's. "And yours—born of struggle. Its very chains command obedience, even when they've melted away."

Laxin laughed, teeth flashing. "Ha! That's what I like to see. A beast that knows how to fight and make others bend."

Fenric's eyes narrowed, studying his own creation as it stood in still silence, calm even amidst the humming arena. "And mine knows how to endure. How to move without faltering."

The three undead stood together now, their heartbeats no longer hollow, but resonant—each thrum carrying its own mark of identity. Silence. Dominion. Emotion.

Vex tilted its head toward them, as though passing judgment, then let its flames flare high in acknowledgment.

The test was far from over—but for the first time, Fenric, Laxin, and Aria felt it. Their creations were no longer just experiments. They were something more. Something unique. Something dangerous.

The arena seemed to lean in, its walls vibrating faintly, as if the stones themselves recognized the weight of what had just been born. For a moment, none of the three spoke. The silence was not empty, but alive—pregnant with potential, and with the tremor of what came next.

Fenric broke it first, his silver flames curling in his palm. "They won't stay fledglings forever. Power demands to be tested—or it rots."

Laxin's grin widened, his chains coiling lazily back around his arms, like serpents eager for blood. "Then let's test them. Not against each other… not yet. But against what's left of this arena's hostility." His gaze flicked to the cracked floor, where residual sparks of chaos still hissed like embers in ash. "We'll know soon enough if they're strong enough to stand beside us—or if they'll crumble."

Aria's green fire pulsed once, steady but firm. "If we throw them into a storm too early, they'll break. Guidance is not just about force—it's about shaping them until their instincts harden into truth." She looked to Vex, whose flames shimmered like approval. "But you're right. They need resistance. Not to destroy, but to grow."

At her words, the arena shuddered again. From the cracks Laxin's undead had carved earlier, shadows began to ooze upward—spectral fragments of forgotten spirits, half-formed and hungry. They hissed without voice, their shapes bending and shifting like broken glass caught in a storm.

Fenric's creation moved first, stepping forward in silence. The ripple of its aura spread outward, and the nearest spirit simply unraveled, its form disintegrating as if it had forgotten how to exist. No blow, no fire, no chains—just silence swallowing its scream.

Laxin's undead followed, hurling one of its spectral weapons. Chains erupted from the ground where it landed, seizing two phantoms at once. The black-gold shimmer pulsed, and the spirits convulsed before being torn apart, forced into obedience and then annihilated when they failed to submit.

Vex surged last, its green fire flaring high. It swept through the remaining shades, not to burn them, but to stir them. For a brief second, the spirits hesitated—conflicted, almost remembering who they had once been. Then the flames consumed them, leaving only ash and silence.

The arena's heartbeat quickened again, but this time it was not chaotic. It was proud.

Aria exhaled slowly, her voice steady. "They didn't falter."

Fenric's silver flames dimmed to embers, but his eyes glimmered. "No. They're learning faster than we expected."

Laxin's laughter rang out, sharp and fierce. "Ha! Good. Then let's feed them more. Break them, rebuild them, until they're sharper than any blade. These aren't just creations anymore—they're our legacy."

The three undead stood taller, flames, silence, and chains swirling faintly around them. For the first time, their eyes seemed aware—not just reflections of their masters, but something deeper. Something… awake.

The air grew heavy, almost like the arena itself was paying attention. The three undead no longer looked like rough experiments. They stood firm, each with their own presence—Vex's green fire burning steady, Fenric's creation radiating calm silence, and Laxin's undead crackling with raw strength and command.

The arena reacted. From the broken stones above, glowing symbols appeared, forming strange patterns across the walls. None of them recognized the markings, but they were clear: this was a trial—automatic, ancient, and not summoned by them.

Fenric's eyes narrowed, his silver flames reflecting the symbols. "Either the arena approves of them… or it's about to test us for arrogance."

Aria touched one of the glowing marks with her green fire. It pulsed once in response, then faded. "No. It's waiting. It sees them as ready for the next stage."

Laxin grinned, rolling his shoulders, chains rattling around his arms. "Good. What's the point of making them if we don't throw them into a fight?"

The ground split open wider. From beneath the floor rose a giant figure, built from broken shadows and fragments of failed creations from the past. Its body was twisted, with too many arms and a distorted shape, crawling forward with a roar that shook the arena.

The glowing symbols brightened, sealing the exits. There was no way out.

Vex's green flames rose high, eager for battle. Fenric's undead spread its silence, cutting away the noise. Laxin's creation slammed its fists together, chains snapping into the form of weapons.

Aria's eyes swept across all three. "This isn't our test anymore. This is the arena's judgment. If they can't handle this, they were never meant to survive."

The giant let out another roar and charged. The three undead moved forward together, no longer shaky or uncertain.

The three undead met the giant head-on. Fenric's creation stepped forward first, the air around it thickening into a bubble of silence. Each footfall muted the ground it touched, and when it struck, the giant staggered as if the sound of its own movement had been stolen. The calm control of Fenric's undead slowed the giant, giving the others room to act.

Laxin's undead swung its chain weapons in wide arcs, smashing into the creature's multiple arms. Sparks and shards of shadow exploded on contact, binding the giant's limbs in momentary paralysis. With every strike, the giant roared in frustration, its unnatural body struggling against the chains.

Vex moved with fluid grace, green flames snaking along its form. It didn't attack physically, but its power reached into the giant's mind, stirring fear and confusion. Memories of past failures, echoes of pain, flickered through the twisted creature's thoughts, weakening its focus and slowing its attacks.

The three undead worked in perfect coordination. Fenric's silence held the giant still, Laxin's chains struck with precision, and Vex's green fire disoriented it further. Each strike and effect built on the last, forcing the giant to stagger, crash, and reel under the combined assault.

The arena trembled as the giant swung wildly, but it could not break their rhythm. Fenric's creation pressed forward, landing a decisive blow that drained the shadow from one of the giant's many arms. Laxin's undead followed up, striking through the open gap, shredding another limb and forcing the creature to fall to one knee.

Vex's flames surged, weaving around the remaining limbs, twisting them with fear and hesitation. The giant screamed in a mixture of anger and confusion, its attacks becoming sloppy and uncoordinated.

Finally, Fenric's creation extended a hand, and the silence spread over the giant's core, muting the chaos within. Laxin's chains wrapped around it, tightening with a precision born of experience, and Vex's flames pulsed to lock the mental pressure in place.

With a final, echoing roar, the giant collapsed into a heap of shadows and broken remnants. The arena fell silent, the glow of the trial markings dimming slightly, acknowledging their victory.

Aria exhaled slowly. "They did it. Together."

Fenric's silver flames shimmered faintly, calm and controlled. "This was only the first true test. There will be more—but now we know they can fight as one."

Laxin's grin returned, teeth flashing. "And they've learned something important today: resistance makes them stronger, and together… they're unstoppable."

The three undead stood tall, each radiating their unique power—silence, dominion, and emotional influence—ready for whatever the arena would throw at them next.

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