"Glory to Zeliar, glory to the nation, all hail the king!" the man in front of the mob shouted at the top of his lungs, his neck veins popping with effort.
It was morning in the Capital of North Zeliar and the sun was bright upon the citizens who had gathered in front of the Northern Palace, the one where the King sits on his throne. The crowd was huge and filled with people of different colors, abilities and races. They had air banners above them which were created by the Zeliars with the ability of "Aerotractatus."
It allowed the user to bend the air around them, turn it into different colors and use it as a weapon or as a shield. Large letters glowed in the sky and some Aerotracters had even bent the clouds to show writing in the sky.
"JUSTICE FOR ZELIAR"
"WE DEMAND AN INVASION UPON YUVIA!"
"BRING BACK OUR BREAKFIRE!"
