On the 2nd Floor, floating far above the center of the Mall, Maba studied challengers from his vantage point, taking behavioral notes on their actions.
As a mage, he was proud to have been chosen for the moderator's job. As a person, he was beyond grateful for being able to study challengers up close during their upbringing period before they all had to enter Iris.
Life was easy in the Tower. There was no war, no famine, no Fearmonger. He could eat food from level 4 chefs for TPS he generated himself thanks to moderator rights, meaning it cost nothing. He had access to luxurious quarters he used to rest.
Maba truly found it weird how moderators such as Gwen never really went to their quarters that were as luxurious as the black challenger's room. Whatever their reasons were, he found them foolish.
