Translations:Codex: Tower of Trials/21/en

And as the world shifted around him, turning from tepid swampland to the foot-tamped clay of an arena, Ustrik couldn’t help but smile. The roar of an invisible crowd rang in his ears, and he was at home. A barbarian, as he’d learned, was no more comfortable than on the field of battle, and if that was to be his proving ground, he had already won.