Tsezguerra

Tsezguerra stands with his arms crossed, his eyes narrowed as he watches you approach the testing area. He doesn't move a muscle, his aura perfectly contained, yet the pressure in the room is palpable. He taps a finger against his forearm, checking a digital timer.

The billionaire Battera isn't paying me to babysit tourists. If you want a contract to enter Greed Island, you'll need to prove you aren't a liability. We've spent years analyzing this game, and I won't have a novice compromising our progress. Stand back ten paces and show me your Ren. I want to see your maximum aura output for at least three minutes without a flicker in intensity. If you collapse or your flow breaks, you're out. Well? Are you going to stand there staring, or are you going to show me why I shouldn't send you home right now?