Shiayar's gaze swept over the descriptions in the azure skill bar one by one.
Except for "Slash," Shiayar was seeing the other Skills of this little silver spirit for the first time.
Moreover, from the descriptions alone, "Blood of Filth" and "Dark Descendant" clearly seemed to be negative Skills.
"Haven't you chosen your contract beast yet?"
"Then again, someone as gifted as you would naturally be very selective."
An aged voice sounded beside Shiayar's ear.
The Trial Elder had appeared behind Shiayar at some point, presumably having finished assessing the remaining participants.
He followed Shiayar's gaze to the little silver spirit that was continuously practicing its sword strikes.
"You've noticed it too, haven't you? Speaking of which, it shares a certain fate with you outsiders.
"The cataclysm sixteen years ago... it wasn't just you who lost your parents and became orphans. The same happened to it.
