The next day came quickly. I was missing an hour of sleep, but I was satisfied in every way. We had overcome many dangers; we had gone through tough tests, and despite all this, we players were triumphing and growing at a rapid pace. Elsine was fine, and at my side, my friends were happy. Despite the casualties, we could say that for the battles we had had, we were doing really well.
This would be an important day for the human precursors; not only would we meet with the Vertran Council in our own city, but we would consecrate the temple of magic. In fact, he had been thinking about an idea for the ceremony all night. I took advantage of breakfast with my colleagues to tell them about my idea; they were delighted, so they would be in charge of putting it into action while the human advisors were locked up with the Vertrans. We humans knew how to take advantage of good opportunities for a celebration, and this one had to be spectacular.
