On the busy streets of the capital city of Ellesmere, a man roamed around in his casual black clothes. His hair was just like the night itself absorbing all of the light and his handsome face evoked peals of exclamation from the ladies walking by.
"Where did that little girl go? From her over the top excitement, I would not be surprised if she ran all around the city in trace of her disciple" Simon remarked looking at the hundreds of stalls set up around the corner of the street.
It seemed the stalls were in preparations for the upcoming tournament. Since the tournament attracted people from all walks of life and region to the capital; naturally, there would horde of customers looking for food and drinks during this time.
The time right now was when these businesses will boom. There was still more than a week remaining for the upcoming 'Battle of the Finest' tournament hence these stalls were still being set up and were not functional yet.
