Entering the vast banquet hall, Etzli found her surroundings disturbingly familiar.

She'd been here before.

The block-like pillars. The high ceiling. The wall murals: ornate, colorful, and highlighted with veins of gold leaf.

The tile floor demarcated two opposite halves. At the center, a bright family crest.

Etzli's heart sank.

This was a modern recreation of the Olo Mountain Temple where she failed her Criterion. It ...