Chapter 44: Two sides of the same coin
The moment Astrael’s number was called, the hall went completely silent. All the children, nobles, and even the priest turned their eyes toward him. Everyone’s attention was locked on him with a mix of curiosity and expectation.
"What do you think? Will it be yellow grade or orange grade?" whispered a boy in the crowd, leaning close to his friend.
"No," another one replied confidently. "It’ll definitely be red. Didn’t you see how far he went on the stairs?"
"Yeah... but what if he surprises us again?" someone muttered from the back.
Astrael stepped forward slowly. His black robe swayed gently with his movement, the silver linings catching the light. He looked calm, his face relaxed, neither proud nor anxious.
Some children held their breath. Others leaned forward slightly, unable to hide their anticipation.
As he reached the glowing platform, the priest’s gaze lingered on him longer than usual.
"Place your hand on the Awakening Stone," the priest said, his voice a touch softer.
Astrael nodded. Then, without hesitation, he reached out and placed his palm on the surface of the crystal.
For a brief moment, nothing happened.
Then, suddenly, the crystal began to glow.
Then, a dim shimmer appeared from the core of the crystal. But it wasn’t red. Nor orange. Not any of the seven colours.