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As the news of defeating the Nightmare spread like a spring breeze throughout every corner of the Immortal Fortress, the name of the Summoner team quickly became the focus of everyone's discussions. Soon, a summons called them to the Assembly Hall, where a small coronation ceremony would be held to honor their great contributions to Noxus.
As Wei Dong, God Tone, Sunan, Yanyan, and Yolo made their way through the corridors of the Immortal Fortress towards the Assembly Hall, they could feel the dense footsteps and whispers behind them, with guards tightly surrounding them to ensure their safety. The dim light from the wall sconces illuminated their path like a beacon for the heroes, while soldiers and servants respectfully stepped aside to watch them pass.
When they finally entered the Assembly Hall, the sight before them was breathtaking. The hall was ablaze with light, countless chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling illuminated the entire space. Gathered here were nobles, generals, and other Summoners from all corners of the Immortal Fortress, some dressed in exquisite attire and others clad in battle armor; each one was an important figure in the Noxian Empire. Their gazes were fixed on the five heroes who had just entered, filled not only with admiration but also with anticipation for the future.
This hall had witnessed countless historic moments, and today it would once again bear witness to the glorious achievements of the Summoners. At the front of the hall stood The Triumvirate on a lavish stage; their very presence symbolized Noxian power, and today they would personally commend these heroes who had brought unparalleled glory to the empire.
As the five entered the Assembly Hall filled with Noxian elites, they immediately became the center of attention. It was an unprecedented scene that filled them with indescribable emotions. In the past, they had rarely received such attention due to their continuous failures, facing more pressure and negative evaluations from society. Now, with their groundbreaking victory in overcoming the Nightmare challenge, everything had changed dramatically.
In the Assembly Hall, admiration and curiosity were evident on every face. Yolo and Yanyan exchanged surprised glances, reading each other's uncertainty about this sudden honor. They had once been cursed and questioned; now they stood under everyone's scrutiny.
However, just as they were still astonished by this change before them, the atmosphere in the Assembly Hall suddenly grew solemn. The appearance of The Triumvirate silenced the entire room; all sounds vanished in that moment. The five were guided to the front of the hall, becoming the focal point of all eyes. They could clearly feel both expectation and scrutiny emanating from every direction.
In such a setting, complex emotions filled their hearts. The hardships and challenges they had faced seemed to receive some level of acknowledgment and appreciation at this moment. Yet at the same time, they were acutely aware that this sudden change was not merely a symbol of personal glory but also marked the beginning of even greater challenges ahead. With each step they took further into this sea of people in the Assembly Hall, every member of their team silently made a new commitment: no matter how difficult their future path might be, they would face it bravely and uphold their mission.
As The Triumvirate stood atop the platform in the Assembly Hall, their combined authority and power seemed intricately woven together, creating an indescribable pressure. This pressure was not only directed at the five-member team present but also posed a silent challenge to all Noxian elites in attendance. Darius, a war hero who had led Noxus to victory countless times, wore a smile that seemed to say: "Look, this is Noxus's future." His gaze appeared capable of penetrating hearts; each time it swept over the five-member team, it carried a weighty affirmation and appreciation.
Swen, known as a master strategist, stood in the center with an elusive calmness. His eyes were deep like an ocean, making it difficult for anyone to meet his gaze directly. His view of the five-member team seemed more profound and complex; his eyes lingered on each member as if silently assessing their potential and future. Swen's expression showed little change, but his scrutinizing gaze was enough to instill pressure while also conveying a hint of expectation.
The Faceless One, a mysterious assassin master with deadly skills, always carried an air of enigma. Sitting beside Swen, he was wrapped in bandages and masks as if nothing in this world could move him. Regarding this coronation ceremony, he seemed merely an observer; yet his subtly revealing gaze hinted at his evaluation and contemplation of this five-member team. The Faceless One's presence served as a reminder that within Noxus's shadows, there were always eyes closely watching every challenge and victory.
Standing beneath the platform were five members of the team; behind them gathered Noxian elites and nobles. At this moment, they had not only earned glory and recognition for themselves but also brought a glimmer of hope to Noxus's land. Every person's gaze was filled with admiration and anticipation; for these young Summoners, this was not only an acknowledgment of past efforts but also a hopeful outlook for future journeys. In this world full of trials and challenges, they were ready to embrace more adventures ahead.
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