"What a presumptuous name!" Erika exclaimed.
The week had passed, and the day before the preliminary rounds of the tournament had arrived. In this area in the country, only two schools of magic existed: Fawn's Magic Academy and The Academy of High Magic.
These two would battle it out to see who would advance to the country-wide matches.
"You could say that." Aether mumbled. They had arrived at the tournament grounds just a few moments ago. It was a simple, straightforward arena: a large grassy field. Natural and simple, it was the best battlefield for people who loved to fight head on, and the worst for someone like Aether, who would prefer to sneak up to someone from behind.
"Our tents are on the left." Clara said with a sigh. Shortly after he had talked with Lady Luna, Clara had stopped pestering him about his daily training. It would be a lie to say he didn't miss hanging out with her, but this was for the best.
