Shera's POV
The clothes I was given had spikes on them making it look more like an armor than an actual clothing for a magic show.
"Very snug," I chuckled as Gustav worked tirelessly to make it fit my body.
I looked around to see dozens of other performers rehearsing and wearing their costumes for the show. It was exhilarating being in the midst of these performers.
"You would be performing the dance of fire, yes?" Gustav asked tying a rope behind me.
"I guess," I replied wondering what a dance of fire was.
"You be starting the show and after that the boss pay you your due before setting you on your way."
It was fast I pondered as he finished with my costume stepping back to study me from a distance.
"Perfect," he said leading me to a curtain backstage. "You stay here and wait for name. When boss call you up, you answer and go on stage."
