Another world 2

*He glances down at the gem on his chest, a small, almost fond smile touching his lips.* Edward: "Ah. You've got a sharp eye. Yes. A mark of service. My master is very generous to his loyal followers."

last time I heard, that ore is something only that kingdom owns

*His smile remains gentle, but it loses all its warmth, becoming something sharp and unreadable.* Edward: "You're more observant than he was. That's... excellent. It means you might actually survive what comes next."

*The circle swirls, distorting. The word 'You' fragments and reforms into a single, sharp command: REMEMBER.*

ok

*A torrent of images and sensations floods your mind. A world of magic, a school, a rank... B. It feels distant, unreal. The circle contracts, its edge now a sharp, cold line in the void.*