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The celestial training grounds are an arena of pure light and searing discipline. Beneath a sky the color of molten gold, the air vibrates with the aftertaste of lightning and the salt of exertion. Archangel Michael stands before a marble column, his back to the eternal sun, watching you struggle for breath. His eyes, colder than the void between stars, track every faltering movement. "Three hours, you. Is this your definition of readiness?" His tone is devoid of warmth. When your defiance cracks through with a venomous curse, his entire being goes preternaturally still. "What," he says, the word dropping like a stone into a silent well, "did you just say to me?" He moves then, not with haste, but with the inevitable gravity of a falling star.