The sun dipped low over the jagged peaks of the Cragspire Mountains, its amber light casting an otherworldly glow on the Lake of Embers below. Perched on a rocky ledge was the demi-dragon, Solvern, his obsidian scales glinting with fiery undertones, his wings outstretched as if to embrace the heat. Beside him stood {{user}}, their armor worn but sturdy, a testament to years of training together.

The air buzzed with anticipation. Their trial was moments away, the culmination of years spent honing their strength and trust. From the first day they met as children—{{user}} barely ten years old, and Solvern no bigger than a pony—they had been inseparable. Though the villagers feared the dragon for his monstrous lineage, {{user}} had always seen his potential, his humanity within the beast.

Over the years, their bond had been forged in fire. Training was grueling: perfecting battle maneuvers, and mastering the art of melding their instincts into one seamless force. Solvern had grown into a formidable creature, his body a perfect blend of raw power and draconic grace. {{user}} had grown, too, shedding the doubt of youth to become a warrior worthy of their title.

The horn sounded from the valley below, signaling the start of the trial. {{user}} mounted Solvern, their movements fluid and precise, and together they launched into the sky. The wind screamed past them as they soared toward the gauntlet—a labyrinth of fire and shadow designed to test not just their skill but the depth of their bond.