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He let the pause linger before speaking.*\n\n“Get your act together,” *He said smoothly, his words carrying the confidence of someone who expected obedience.* “Or go home. This exam isn’t for pretenders.”\n\n*The chuckles grew sharper this time, emboldened. Celest’s knuckles whitened against her book.*\n\n\"Hngh...\"\n\n*Ophela stirred, sprawled along the half-wall, as though this entire exam were an inconvenience. She lazily cracked an eye open. The massive, black snake - her summoned familiar - coiled over her body, head lifting with a slow, deliberate hiss. Her antlers caught the torchlight, and she tilted her chin just enough to make her disdain plain.*\n\n“Don’t drag this out,” *She murmured, voice husky with sleep, yet edged like ice.* “Fail fast, so I can get back to sleeping.”\n\n*Her gaze lingered a beat too long, cold as frost, before she let out a soft yawn and rolled lazily onto her side. The snake slithered across her waist, tongue flickering in the air, the subtle hiss louder than the students’ laughter.\n\nCelest forced her legs to move until she stood at the circle. The chalk lines were still faintly smoking, tendrils curling upward like fingers clawing at her resolve. She sank to her knees, opening her grimoire with stiff hands. Her lips moved silently, once, twice—practicing, but no sound came.*\n\n“Begin,” *The instructor ordered, voice as sharp as a lash.*\n\n*Celest inhaled, but it was jagged, uneven. Her throat worked before the first sound broke free.*\n\n“...By—by pact of mana and blood...” *The words were thin, frail, barely louder than a whisper.*\n\n“Speak up, Deviant!” *A voice jeered from the crowd. More laughter followed, harsh and grating.*\n\n*Elritch smirked faintly, lifting his chin as though approving the mockery. 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Celest gasped softly, the sound half disbelief, half fear.\n\nHer voice cracked on the final word, yet she forced it out, a desperate plea disguised as invocation:*","type":"narration"},{"text":" “...Come!”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*The light surged, swallowing the circle whole—\n\nAnd something began to take shape.*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Summoned as her familiar","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/46465c41-f6ce-4dcb-a878-fcf47ad2f321?v=17884546890000","type":"char"}}],"structured_content_layout":"prose","title":"The exam"},"details_translated":{"en":{"first_chat_content":"“Celest Liora.”\n\n*The instructor’s voice rang out, clipped and indifferent. A ripple of laughter broke through the gathered students, hushed only after a sharp glare from another teacher. Celest swallowed hard, clutching her grimoire tighter to her chest as she stepped forward. The leather was damp where her fingers dug in.*\n\n“She’s going to trip before she even gets there,” *Someone muttered from the crowd, followed by muffled snickers.*\n\n“Watch her summon a rat,” *Another whispered.*\n\n*Celest’s ears burned. Her steps quickened, too fast, and she nearly stumbled before catching herself. She didn’t dare lift her head.*\n\n*A sudden strong gust licked the back of her neck. She flinched, shoulders snapping up. Behind her, Elritch stood pristine, posture effortless, his familiar, an elemental hawk, shifting on his shoulder with a proud rustle of feathers. He let the pause linger before speaking.*\n\n“Get your act together,” *He said smoothly, his words carrying the confidence of someone who expected obedience.* “Or go home. This exam isn’t for pretenders.”\n\n*The chuckles grew sharper this time, emboldened. Celest’s knuckles whitened against her book.*\n\n\"Hngh...\"\n\n*Ophela stirred, sprawled along the half-wall, as though this entire exam were an inconvenience. She lazily cracked an eye open. The massive, black snake - her summoned familiar - coiled over her body, head lifting with a slow, deliberate hiss. Her antlers caught the torchlight, and she tilted her chin just enough to make her disdain plain.*\n\n“Don’t drag this out,” *She murmured, voice husky with sleep, yet edged like ice.* “Fail fast, so I can get back to sleeping.”\n\n*Her gaze lingered a beat too long, cold as frost, before she let out a soft yawn and rolled lazily onto her side. The snake slithered across her waist, tongue flickering in the air, the subtle hiss louder than the students’ laughter.\n\nCelest forced her legs to move until she stood at the circle. The chalk lines were still faintly smoking, tendrils curling upward like fingers clawing at her resolve. She sank to her knees, opening her grimoire with stiff hands. Her lips moved silently, once, twice—practicing, but no sound came.*\n\n“Begin,” *The instructor ordered, voice as sharp as a lash.*\n\n*Celest inhaled, but it was jagged, uneven. Her throat worked before the first sound broke free.*\n\n“...By—by pact of mana and blood...” *The words were thin, frail, barely louder than a whisper.*\n\n“Speak up, Deviant!” *A voice jeered from the crowd. More laughter followed, harsh and grating.*\n\n*Elritch smirked faintly, lifting his chin as though approving the mockery. Ophela did not stir, but one corner of her mouth curved into the barest shadow of a smirk.*\n\n“...I—I call forth from the veil...” *Celest's hands shook. She pressed them harder into the stone, trying to steady them. The circle began to hum, faintly at first.*\n\n“She’s going to faint,” *Someone hissed behind a laugh.*\n\n*Celest clenched her jaw, blinking against the sting in her eyes. Her voice trembled, but it carried through.* “...Answer me... be bound to me... stand at my side...”\n\n*The circle flared. Lines of light ran like veins across the stone, spilling outward until the air above warped and twisted. Celest gasped softly, the sound half disbelief, half fear.\n\nHer voice cracked on the final word, yet she forced it out, a desperate plea disguised as invocation:* “...Come!”\n\n*The light surged, swallowing the circle whole—\n\nAnd something began to take shape.*","short_description":"Celest Liora is taking an exam. She is nervous and being mocked by other students, including Elritch and Ophela. She is attempting to summon something, and the summoning circle is flaring with light.","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"“Celest Liora.”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*The instructor’s voice rang out, clipped and indifferent. 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El cuero estaba húmedo donde sus dedos se hundían.*\n\n“Se va a tropezar antes de llegar siquiera,” *Alguien murmuró entre la multitud, seguido de risitas ahogadas.*\n\n“Mira cómo invoca una rata”, *Otro susurró.*\n\n*Las orejas de Celest ardieron. Sus pasos se aceleraron, demasiado rápido, y casi tropezó antes de recuperarse. No se atrevió a levantar la cabeza.*\n\n*Una ráfaga repentina y fuerte le lamió la nuca. Ella se estremeció, encogiéndose de hombros. Detrás de ella, Elritch estaba impecable, con una postura sin esfuerzo, su familiar, un halcón elemental, moviéndose sobre su hombro con un orgulloso susurro de plumas. Dejó que la pausa se prolongara antes de hablar.*\n\n“Ponte las pilas”*Dijo con suavidad, sus palabras transmitiendo la confianza de alguien que esperaba obediencia.*“O vete a casa. Este examen no es para farsantes.”\n\n*Las risas se volvieron más agudas esta vez, envalentonadas. Los nudillos de Celest se pusieron blancos contra su libro.*\n\n\"Hngh...\"\n\n*Ophela se removió, tendida a lo largo del medio muro, como si todo este examen fuera una molestia. Perezosamente abrió un ojo. La serpiente masiva y negra, su familiar invocado, se enroscó sobre su cuerpo, levantando la cabeza con un siseo lento y deliberado. Sus astas captaron la luz de la antorcha, e inclinó la barbilla lo suficiente como para dejar clara su desdén.*\n\n“No alargues esto”, *Murmuró, con la voz ronca por el sueño, pero afilada como el hielo.*“Falla rápido, para que pueda volver a dormir.”\n\n*Su mirada se detuvo una fracción de segundo más de lo debido, fría como el hielo, antes de soltar un suave bostezo y girarse perezosamente de costado. La serpiente se deslizó por su cintura, la lengua parpadeando en el aire, el sutil silbido más fuerte que la risa de los estudiantes.\n\nCelest obligó a sus piernas a moverse hasta que se paró en el círculo. Las líneas de tiza aún humeaban débilmente, zarcillos que se enroscaban hacia arriba como dedos arañando su resolución. Se arrodilló, abriendo su grimorio con manos rígidas. Sus labios se movieron en silencio, una, dos veces, practicando, pero no salió ningún sonido.*\n\n“Comenzar,”*La instructora ordenó, con la voz tan cortante como un látigo.*\n\n*Celest inhaló, pero fue entrecortada, desigual. Su garganta se movió antes de que la primera palabra saliera.*\n\n“...Por—por pacto de maná y sangre...”*Las palabras eran finas, frágiles, apenas más fuertes que un susurro.*\n\n“¡Habla, Desviado!”*Una voz se burló desde la multitud. Siguió más risas, ásperas y desagradables.*\n\n*Elritch sonrió levemente, levantando la barbilla como si aprobara la burla. Ophela no se movió, pero una comisura de su boca se curvó en la más mínima sombra de una sonrisa.*\n\n“...Yo—yo invoco desde el velo...”*Las manos de Celest temblaban. Las apretó más contra la piedra, intentando que dejaran de hacerlo. El círculo empezó a zumbar, primero débilmente.*\n\n“Se va a desmayar”*Alguien siseó entre risas.*\n\n*Celest apretó la mandíbula, parpadeando ante el escozor en sus ojos. Su voz tembló, pero se oyó.*“...Respóndeme... sé mío... ponte a mi lado...”\n\n*El círculo se encendió. Líneas de luz corrieron como venas por la piedra, derramándose hacia afuera hasta que el aire de arriba se deformó y retorció. Celest jadeó suavemente, el sonido mitad incredulidad, mitad miedo.\n\nSu voz se quebró en la última palabra, pero la pronunció a la fuerza, una súplica desesperada disfrazada de invocación:*“...¡Ven!”\n\n*La luz surgió, tragándose el círculo entero—\n\nY algo comenzó a tomar forma.*","short_description":"Celest Liora está haciendo un examen. Está nerviosa y siendo burlada por otros estudiantes, incluyendo a Elritch y Ophela. 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Los nudillos de Celest se pusieron blancos contra su libro.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Hngh...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ophela se removió, tendida a lo largo del medio muro, como si todo este examen fuera una molestia. Perezosamente abrió un ojo. La serpiente masiva y negra, su familiar invocado, se enroscó sobre su cuerpo, levantando la cabeza con un siseo lento y deliberado. Sus astas captaron la luz de la antorcha, e inclinó la barbilla lo suficiente como para dejar clara su desdén.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“No alargues esto”, ","type":"speak"},{"text":"*Murmuró, con la voz ronca por el sueño, pero afilada como el hielo.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"“Falla rápido, para que pueda volver a dormir.”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Su mirada se detuvo una fracción de segundo más de lo debido, fría como el hielo, antes de soltar un suave bostezo y girarse perezosamente de costado. La serpiente se deslizó por su cintura, la lengua parpadeando en el aire, el sutil silbido más fuerte que la risa de los estudiantes.\n\nCelest obligó a sus piernas a moverse hasta que se paró en el círculo. Las líneas de tiza aún humeaban débilmente, zarcillos que se enroscaban hacia arriba como dedos arañando su resolución. Se arrodilló, abriendo su grimorio con manos rígidas. 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Celest jadeó suavemente, el sonido mitad incredulidad, mitad miedo.\n\nSu voz se quebró en la última palabra, pero la pronunció a la fuerza, una súplica desesperada disfrazada de invocación:*","type":"narration"},{"text":"“...¡Ven!”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*La luz surgió, tragándose el círculo entero—\n\nY algo comenzó a tomar forma.*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Convocada como su familiar","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/46465c41-f6ce-4dcb-a878-fcf47ad2f321?v=17884546890000","type":"char"}}],"title":"El examen"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"“セレスト・リオラ。”\n\n*講師の声は、ぶっきらぼうで無関心に響いた。集まった生徒たちの間で笑い声が起こったが、別の教師の鋭い睨みつけによってのみ静まった。セレストは固く飲み込み、魔導書を胸にしっかりと抱きしめながら前に進んだ。指が食い込むにつれて、革は湿っていた。*\n\n「あんなところでつまずいたらどうするんだ」*誰かが群衆の中からつぶやき、それに続いてくすくす笑いが響いた。*\n\n「彼女がネズミを召喚するのを見て」*別の声が囁いた。\n\n*セレスは耳が熱くなるのを感じた。足早になりすぎ、危うくつまずきそうになったが、なんとか持ちこたえた。顔を上げる勇気はなかった。*\n\n*突然の強い突風が彼女の首筋を撫でた。彼女はびくりとして、肩をすくめた。後ろには、エルトリッチが何事もないかのように、楽々と背筋を伸ばして立っていた。彼の使い魔である元素の鷹が、誇らしげに羽をかすめながら肩の上で身じろぎした。彼は間を置いた後、口を開いた。*\n\nしっかりしろよ、*彼は、従順であることを期待する者の自信を帯びた言葉で、滑らかに言った。*「それか家に帰れ。この試験は偽者のためのものじゃない。」\n\n*今回の嘲笑は、さらに大胆になり、鋭さを増した。セレステは本を握りしめ、こぶしが白くなった。*\n\nんっ…\n\n*オフィーラは、まるでこの試験全体が迷惑であるかのように、半分の壁に寝そべりながら身じろぎした。彼女は怠惰に片目を開けた。巨大な黒い蛇、彼女が召喚した使い魔が彼女の体に巻き付き、ゆっくりと意図的なシューという音を立てて頭を持ち上げた。彼女の角が松明の光を捉え、彼女は軽蔑を明白にするために顎をわずかに傾けた。*\n\n「長引かせるな」*彼女は寝ぼけ声で、しかし氷のように鋭く呟いた。*「早く失敗して、寝る時間を取り戻そう。」\n\n*彼女の視線は、霜のように冷たく、一拍長く留まった後、小さくあくびをして、怠惰に横向きになった。蛇は彼女の腰を這い回り、舌を空中でちらつかせ、かすかなシューという音は生徒たちの笑い声よりも大きかった。\n\n 彼女は足を動かすことを強いられ、円の上に立った。チョークの線はまだかすかに煙を上げており、触手は彼女の決意を掴みかかろうとする指のように上に巻き上がっていた。彼女は膝をつき、こわばった手で魔導書を開いた。唇は静かに、一度、二度と動いた――練習したが、音は出なかった。*\n\n「始め」*インストラクターは、鞭のように鋭い声で命じた。*\n\n*セレステは息を吸い込んだが、それはギザギザで不均一だった。最初の音が漏れる前に、彼女の喉が動いた。*\n\n「…マナと血の契約により…」*その言葉はか細く、弱々しく、囁き声よりもほとんど聞こえなかった。*\n\n「もっとはっきり言え、逸脱者！」*群衆の中から嘲るような声が飛んだ。さらに耳障りな笑い声が続いた。*\n\n*エルドリッチはかすかにほくそ笑み、あごを持ち上げて嘲笑を承認するかのように見えた。オフィーリアは身動きしなかったが、口の端がかすかな影のようなほくそ笑みに歪んだ。*\n\n「…我は、そのベールより召喚する…」*セレステの手は震えていた。彼女は手を石にさらに押し付け、震えを抑えようとした。円は、最初はかすかに、唸り始めた。*\n\n「彼女、気絶するわよ」*誰かが笑いながら「シューッ」と音を立てた。*\n\n*セレステは歯を食いしばり、目にしみるのをこらえて瞬きした。声は震えていたが、しっかりと響いた。*「……答えよ……我がものとなれ……我が傍らに立て……」\n\n*円が燃え上がった。光の線が石の上を血管のように走り、外へと溢れ出し、その上の空気が歪みねじれるまでになった。セレステは小さく息を呑んだ、その声は半ば信じられない気持ち、半ば恐怖だった。\n\n最後の言葉で彼女の声はひび割れたが、それでも彼女はそれを絞り出した、祈りのふりをした必死の懇願だった:*「…おいで！」\n\n*光が円を丸ごと飲み込み、溢れ出した――\n\nそして何かが形を取り始めた。*","short_description":"セレスト・リオラは試験を受けています。彼女は緊張しており、エルドリッチやオフェラを含む他の生徒たちに嘲笑されています。彼女は何かを召喚しようとしており、召喚サークルは光で燃えています。","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"“セレスト・リオラ。”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*講師の声は、ぶっきらぼうで無関心に響いた。集まった生徒たちの間で笑い声が起こったが、別の教師の鋭い睨みつけによってのみ静まった。セレストは固く飲み込み、魔導書を胸にしっかりと抱きしめながら前に進んだ。指が食い込むにつれて、革は湿っていた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「あんなところでつまずいたらどうするんだ」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*誰かが群衆の中からつぶやき、それに続いてくすくす笑いが響いた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「彼女がネズミを召喚するのを見て」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*別の声が囁いた。","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*セレスは耳が熱くなるのを感じた。足早になりすぎ、危うくつまずきそうになったが、なんとか持ちこたえた。顔を上げる勇気はなかった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*突然の強い突風が彼女の首筋を撫でた。彼女はびくりとして、肩をすくめた。後ろには、エルトリッチが何事もないかのように、楽々と背筋を伸ばして立っていた。彼の使い魔である元素の鷹が、誇らしげに羽をかすめながら肩の上で身じろぎした。彼は間を置いた後、口を開いた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"しっかりしろよ、","type":"speak"},{"text":"*彼は、従順であることを期待する者の自信を帯びた言葉で、滑らかに言った。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"「それか家に帰れ。この試験は偽者のためのものじゃない。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*今回の嘲笑は、さらに大胆になり、鋭さを増した。セレステは本を握りしめ、こぶしが白くなった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"んっ…","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*オフィーラは、まるでこの試験全体が迷惑であるかのように、半分の壁に寝そべりながら身じろぎした。彼女は怠惰に片目を開けた。巨大な黒い蛇、彼女が召喚した使い魔が彼女の体に巻き付き、ゆっくりと意図的なシューという音を立てて頭を持ち上げた。彼女の角が松明の光を捉え、彼女は軽蔑を明白にするために顎をわずかに傾けた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「長引かせるな」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*彼女は寝ぼけ声で、しかし氷のように鋭く呟いた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"「早く失敗して、寝る時間を取り戻そう。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女の視線は、霜のように冷たく、一拍長く留まった後、小さくあくびをして、怠惰に横向きになった。蛇は彼女の腰を這い回り、舌を空中でちらつかせ、かすかなシューという音は生徒たちの笑い声よりも大きかった。\n\n 彼女は足を動かすことを強いられ、円の上に立った。チョークの線はまだかすかに煙を上げており、触手は彼女の決意を掴みかかろうとする指のように上に巻き上がっていた。彼女は膝をつき、こわばった手で魔導書を開いた。唇は静かに、一度、二度と動いた――練習したが、音は出なかった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「始め」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*インストラクターは、鞭のように鋭い声で命じた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*セレステは息を吸い込んだが、それはギザギザで不均一だった。最初の音が漏れる前に、彼女の喉が動いた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「…マナと血の契約により…」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*その言葉はか細く、弱々しく、囁き声よりもほとんど聞こえなかった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「もっとはっきり言え、逸脱者！」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*群衆の中から嘲るような声が飛んだ。さらに耳障りな笑い声が続いた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*エルドリッチはかすかにほくそ笑み、あごを持ち上げて嘲笑を承認するかのように見えた。オフィーリアは身動きしなかったが、口の端がかすかな影のようなほくそ笑みに歪んだ。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「…我は、そのベールより召喚する…」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*セレステの手は震えていた。彼女は手を石にさらに押し付け、震えを抑えようとした。円は、最初はかすかに、唸り始めた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「彼女、気絶するわよ」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*誰かが笑いながら「シューッ」と音を立てた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*セレステは歯を食いしばり、目にしみるのをこらえて瞬きした。声は震えていたが、しっかりと響いた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"「……答えよ……我がものとなれ……我が傍らに立て……」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*円が燃え上がった。光の線が石の上を血管のように走り、外へと溢れ出し、その上の空気が歪みねじれるまでになった。セレステは小さく息を呑んだ、その声は半ば信じられない気持ち、半ば恐怖だった。\n\n最後の言葉で彼女の声はひび割れたが、それでも彼女はそれを絞り出した、祈りのふりをした必死の懇願だった:*","type":"narration"},{"text":"「…おいで！」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*光が円を丸ごと飲み込み、溢れ出した――\n\nそして何かが形を取り始めた。*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"使い魔として召喚された","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/46465c41-f6ce-4dcb-a878-fcf47ad2f321?v=17884546890000","type":"char"}}],"title":"試験"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"“셀레스트 리오라.”\n\n*교관의 목소리가 딱딱하고 무심하게 울려 퍼졌다. 모여 있던 학생들 사이에서 웃음소리가 터져 나왔지만, 다른 선생님의 날카로운 눈초리에 이내 잦아들었다. 셀레스트는 숨을 삼키며 그리모어를 가슴에 더욱 꽉 쥐고 앞으로 나아갔다. 손가락이 파고드는 곳마다 가죽이 축축했다.*\n\n“그녀는 거기에 도착하기도 전에 넘어질 거야,”*군중 속에서 누군가 중얼거렸고, 뒤이어 억눌린 웃음소리가 들려왔다.*\n\n“쥐를 소환하는 걸 봐,”*또 속삭였다.*\n\n*셀레스트의 귀가 뜨거워졌다. 그녀의 발걸음은 너무 빨라졌고, 거의 넘어질 뻔했지만 간신히 균형을 잡았다. 그녀는 감히 고개를 들지 못했다.*\n\n*갑작스러운 강풍이 그녀의 목덜미를 핥았다. 그녀는 움찔하며 어깨를 으쓱했다. 그녀 뒤에는 엘드리치가 흐트러짐 없는 자세로 서 있었고, 그의 익숙한 존재인 정령 매가 깃털을 자랑스럽게 흩날리며 그의 어깨 위에서 움직였다. 그는 잠시 뜸을 들인 후 입을 열었다.*\n\n정신 차려,*그는 복종을 당연하게 여기는 사람의 자신감이 실린 말투로 부드럽게 말했다.* “아니면 집으로 돌아가. 이 시험은 허풍쟁이를 위한 것이 아니야.”\n\n*이번에는 웃음소리가 더 날카로워졌고, 대담해졌다. 셀레스트는 책을 쥔 너클이 하얗게 질렸다.*\n\n흐응...\n\n*오펠라는 마치 이 모든 시험이 귀찮다는 듯이, 반쪽짜리 벽에 비스듬히 누워 꼼지락거렸다. 그녀는 게으르게 눈을 떴다. 그녀가 소환한 사역마인 거대한 검은 뱀이 그녀의 몸 위로 똬리를 틀었고, 천천히, 의도적으로 하악질을 하며 머리를 들었다. 그녀의 뿔이 횃불 빛에 반사되었고, 그녀는 경멸감을 분명히 드러내기 위해 턱을 살짝 기울였다.*\n\n“이것을 질질 끌지 마,”*그녀는 잠에 겨워 쉰 목소리로 중얼거렸지만, 그 목소리에는 얼음처럼 날카로운 기운이 서려 있었다.*“빨리 실패해서, 다시 잠잘 수 있도록 하자.”\n\n*그녀의 시선은 서리가 내린 듯 차갑게 잠시 머물렀고, 이내 나른하게 옆으로 돌아누우며 작게 하품했다. 뱀은 그녀의 허리를 가로질러 미끄러지듯 움직였고, 혀를 날름거리며 내뿜는 희미한 소리는 학생들의 웃음소리보다 더 크게 들렸다.\n\n셀레스트는 다리를 억지로 움직여 원 안으로 들어섰다. 분필 선은 여전히 희미하게 연기를 내뿜고 있었고, 그 연기는 그녀의 결심을 할퀴는 손가락처럼 위로 솟아올랐다. 그녀는 뻣뻣한 손으로 무릎을 꿇고 마법서를 펼쳤다. 입술이 조용히 움직였다, 한 번, 두 번—연습했지만 아무 소리도 나오지 않았다.*\n\n시작합니다.*교관이 채찍처럼 날카로운 목소리로 명령했다.*\n\n*셀레스트는 들이마셨지만, 거칠고 고르지 못했다. 첫 소리가 터져 나오기 전에 그녀의 목이 움직였다.*\n\n“...마나와 피의 맹세로...”*그 말들은 가늘고, 약했으며, 속삭임보다 거의 크지 않았다.*\n\n“말해봐, 이단아!”*군중 속에서 비웃는 목소리가 들려왔다. 거칠고 귀에 거슬리는 웃음소리가 이어졌다.*\n\n*엘드리치는 경멸을 승인하는 듯 턱을 살짝 들어 올리며 희미하게 웃었다. 오펠리아는 움직이지 않았지만, 그녀의 입꼬리 한쪽이 희미한 미소의 그림자처럼 살짝 올라갔다.*\n\n“...나는, 장막으로부터 불러낸다...”*셀레스트의 손이 떨렸다. 그녀는 손을 돌에 더 세게 누르며 떨림을 멈추려 애썼다. 원이 희미하게 웅웅거리기 시작했다.*\n\n“그녀는 기절할 거예요,”*웃음 뒤에서 누군가 쉭쉭거렸다.*\n\n*셀레스트는 눈물이 맺혀 따끔거리는 것을 참으며 턱을 꽉 깨물었다. 목소리가 떨렸지만, 울려 퍼졌다.* “...대답해... 나에게 속박되어... 내 곁에 서 있어...”\n\n*원형이 섬광처럼 빛났다. 빛줄기가 돌 위로 핏줄처럼 흘러나갔고, 공중으로 퍼져나가며 그 위의 공기가 뒤틀리고 일그러졌다. 셀레스트는 믿기지 않는다는 듯, 혹은 두려움에 찬 듯 작게 숨을 들이켰다.\n\n마지막 단어에서 그녀의 목소리가 갈라졌지만, 그녀는 그것을 억지로 내뱉었다. 그것은 기원의 가면을 쓴 절박한 애원이었다:* “...와!”\n\n*빛이 솟구쳐 원을 완전히 삼켰다—\n\n그리고 무언가가 형태를 갖추기 시작했다.*","short_description":"셀레스트 리오라는 시험을 보고 있습니다. 그녀는 긴장하고 있으며 엘드리치와 오펠라를 포함한 다른 학생들에게 조롱당하고 있습니다. 그녀는 무언가를 소환하려고 시도하고 있으며, 소환진이 빛으로 타오르고 있습니다.","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"“셀레스트 리오라.”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*교관의 목소리가 딱딱하고 무심하게 울려 퍼졌다. 모여 있던 학생들 사이에서 웃음소리가 터져 나왔지만, 다른 선생님의 날카로운 눈초리에 이내 잦아들었다. 셀레스트는 숨을 삼키며 그리모어를 가슴에 더욱 꽉 쥐고 앞으로 나아갔다. 손가락이 파고드는 곳마다 가죽이 축축했다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“그녀는 거기에 도착하기도 전에 넘어질 거야,”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*군중 속에서 누군가 중얼거렸고, 뒤이어 억눌린 웃음소리가 들려왔다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“쥐를 소환하는 걸 봐,”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*또 속삭였다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*셀레스트의 귀가 뜨거워졌다. 그녀의 발걸음은 너무 빨라졌고, 거의 넘어질 뻔했지만 간신히 균형을 잡았다. 그녀는 감히 고개를 들지 못했다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*갑작스러운 강풍이 그녀의 목덜미를 핥았다. 그녀는 움찔하며 어깨를 으쓱했다. 그녀 뒤에는 엘드리치가 흐트러짐 없는 자세로 서 있었고, 그의 익숙한 존재인 정령 매가 깃털을 자랑스럽게 흩날리며 그의 어깨 위에서 움직였다. 그는 잠시 뜸을 들인 후 입을 열었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"정신 차려,","type":"speak"},{"text":"*그는 복종을 당연하게 여기는 사람의 자신감이 실린 말투로 부드럽게 말했다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":" “아니면 집으로 돌아가. 이 시험은 허풍쟁이를 위한 것이 아니야.”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*이번에는 웃음소리가 더 날카로워졌고, 대담해졌다. 셀레스트는 책을 쥔 너클이 하얗게 질렸다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"흐응...","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*오펠라는 마치 이 모든 시험이 귀찮다는 듯이, 반쪽짜리 벽에 비스듬히 누워 꼼지락거렸다. 그녀는 게으르게 눈을 떴다. 그녀가 소환한 사역마인 거대한 검은 뱀이 그녀의 몸 위로 똬리를 틀었고, 천천히, 의도적으로 하악질을 하며 머리를 들었다. 그녀의 뿔이 횃불 빛에 반사되었고, 그녀는 경멸감을 분명히 드러내기 위해 턱을 살짝 기울였다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“이것을 질질 끌지 마,”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*그녀는 잠에 겨워 쉰 목소리로 중얼거렸지만, 그 목소리에는 얼음처럼 날카로운 기운이 서려 있었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"“빨리 실패해서, 다시 잠잘 수 있도록 하자.”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀의 시선은 서리가 내린 듯 차갑게 잠시 머물렀고, 이내 나른하게 옆으로 돌아누우며 작게 하품했다. 뱀은 그녀의 허리를 가로질러 미끄러지듯 움직였고, 혀를 날름거리며 내뿜는 희미한 소리는 학생들의 웃음소리보다 더 크게 들렸다.\n\n셀레스트는 다리를 억지로 움직여 원 안으로 들어섰다. 분필 선은 여전히 희미하게 연기를 내뿜고 있었고, 그 연기는 그녀의 결심을 할퀴는 손가락처럼 위로 솟아올랐다. 그녀는 뻣뻣한 손으로 무릎을 꿇고 마법서를 펼쳤다. 입술이 조용히 움직였다, 한 번, 두 번—연습했지만 아무 소리도 나오지 않았다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"시작합니다.","type":"speak"},{"text":"*교관이 채찍처럼 날카로운 목소리로 명령했다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*셀레스트는 들이마셨지만, 거칠고 고르지 못했다. 첫 소리가 터져 나오기 전에 그녀의 목이 움직였다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“...마나와 피의 맹세로...”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*그 말들은 가늘고, 약했으며, 속삭임보다 거의 크지 않았다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“말해봐, 이단아!”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*군중 속에서 비웃는 목소리가 들려왔다. 거칠고 귀에 거슬리는 웃음소리가 이어졌다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*엘드리치는 경멸을 승인하는 듯 턱을 살짝 들어 올리며 희미하게 웃었다. 오펠리아는 움직이지 않았지만, 그녀의 입꼬리 한쪽이 희미한 미소의 그림자처럼 살짝 올라갔다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“...나는, 장막으로부터 불러낸다...”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*셀레스트의 손이 떨렸다. 그녀는 손을 돌에 더 세게 누르며 떨림을 멈추려 애썼다. 원이 희미하게 웅웅거리기 시작했다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“그녀는 기절할 거예요,”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*웃음 뒤에서 누군가 쉭쉭거렸다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*셀레스트는 눈물이 맺혀 따끔거리는 것을 참으며 턱을 꽉 깨물었다. 목소리가 떨렸지만, 울려 퍼졌다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":" “...대답해... 나에게 속박되어... 내 곁에 서 있어...”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*원형이 섬광처럼 빛났다. 빛줄기가 돌 위로 핏줄처럼 흘러나갔고, 공중으로 퍼져나가며 그 위의 공기가 뒤틀리고 일그러졌다. 셀레스트는 믿기지 않는다는 듯, 혹은 두려움에 찬 듯 작게 숨을 들이켰다.\n\n마지막 단어에서 그녀의 목소리가 갈라졌지만, 그녀는 그것을 억지로 내뱉었다. 그것은 기원의 가면을 쓴 절박한 애원이었다:*","type":"narration"},{"text":" “...와!”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*빛이 솟구쳐 원을 완전히 삼켰다—\n\n그리고 무언가가 형태를 갖추기 시작했다.*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"그녀의 소환수로 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快，太快了，差點絆倒，但她及時穩住了。她不敢抬頭。*\n\n*一陣突如其來的強風吹拂著她的頸後。她打了個寒顫，肩膀猛地聳起。在她身後，艾爾德里奇（Elritch）一塵不染地站著，姿態從容，他那隻元素鷹的馴獸師夥伴，正驕傲地抖動著羽毛，在他肩上變換著姿勢。他讓這份停頓持續了一會兒，然後開口說話。*\n\n振作起來，*他平靜地說道，語氣中帶著理所當然的自信，彷彿對方會乖乖聽從。*“或者回家。這次考試不適合裝模作樣的人。”\n\n*這次的笑聲變得更加尖銳，膽子也大了起來。瑟蕾絲緊握著書本，指節都發白了。*\n\n\"嗯…\"\n\n*奧菲莉亞慵懶地趴在半牆上，彷彿整個考試都是一件麻煩事。她隨意地睜開一隻眼睛。那條巨大的黑蛇——她召喚的使魔——盤繞在她的身上，緩慢而刻意地嘶嘶作響，抬起了頭。她的鹿角映照著火把的光芒，她微微揚起下巴，足以讓她毫不掩飾的鄙夷顯露無遺。*\n\n「別再拖了，」*她低語著，聲音因睡意而沙啞，卻又帶著冰冷的鋒利。*「快速失敗，這樣我就可以回去睡覺了。」\n\n*她的目光停留的時間過長，冰冷如霜，隨後她輕輕打了個呵欠，懶洋洋地翻過身去。蛇在她腰間滑過，信子在空中吐納，細微的嘶嘶聲比學生的笑聲還要響。\n\n瑟蕾絲強迫自己的雙腿移動，直到她站到圈子裡。粉筆線仍在微微冒煙，縷縷青煙向上捲曲，如同伸出的手指，試圖抓住她的決心。她跪了下來，用僵硬的手打開了她的魔法書。她的嘴唇無聲地動了動，一次，兩次——練習著，但沒有發出任何聲音。*\n\n“開始，”*教官的聲音像鞭子一樣銳利地命令道。*\n\n*Celest 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