"The legendary Grazies stadium," Rick said in pride like he was the one who built or owned it.
"Strange name," Jim muttered, " but I like it… will we train there?"
"No," a voice came all of sudden before a giant shadow approached them from one direction, "this is meant for the ultimatum league matches. As for you kids, you can play there at one of the subsidiary smaller grounds."
He was a giant werewolf with some differences than Rick in that shining silver hair.
"Master," Rick said while taking charge of this negotiation, "we are here to train to enter the league."
"Oh," the master's eyes shone brightly before adding, "the academy local league then?"
"No, the main league," Rick corrected.
"The ultimatum league?" the master said in shock before adding, "are you sure? That league is very violent and teams there won't show you mercy because you are a kid."
