Caliburn’s gaze becomes more intense, wisping tendrils surround it and its form becomes more jagged.
CALIBURN: The Conjurer that wins this Competition– the last Conjurer standing– will be granted unimaginable power. Fame, glory, knowledge, wealth and success. Anything you wish shall be yours.
CALIBURN: All you must do is eliminate all other Conjurers.
REN: That’s all fine and well for other people. But I’m not interested in those things. I’m fine living the way I am.
