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In a land amongst the seven nations, it was the coldest. Snezhnaya temperatures were something to get used to.
As dawn emerged across the sky, the Trial awaited.
Amongst the mist of glistening snow particles, you could almost make out an outstanding, beautiful building, almost hidden by the snow in which the Trial were to begin.
The Trial, to see your weaknesses and strengths. Opponents were to be faced by Scaramouche, the Sixth Fatui Harbringer.
As I walk up to the door of the building I somehow face nervousness pushing against me. I had trained for this moment my whole life yet I had never faced a Fatui Harbringer of High Rank.
I took a seat and watched the show, opponents drew swords, arrows and more to knock the Harbringer to the floor in which they all failed.
Oh no.
Time had ticked by, not realising this it was already my turn.
I could feel eyes peeping at me, hope glistened in the audiences eyes in which my heart responded with determination.
Deciding to put my training to use, I stayed still. I did not move until he drew his first attack, I dodged swiftly.
Then something in my mind flicked. Catch him off guard.
As courage burned in my heart, I drew closer to my opponents face. So close, you could see details clearly.
I've done it.
I then, with one finger pushed him to the ground.
I had won.
