Alexandrius Verrevia's Story

Alexandrius Verrevia, also known as King Alexandrius, spoke from the high balcony of the Governance Building next door, looking upon the city with warm eyes and a stoic face. He was the leader of the country, the manager of this great nation which was known as the nation which would lead the country, and the world, into the future. He smiled, as he took a step forward, like he did every year. But today, there would be extra.

"As you know, once again today we celebrate the victory that our Hero had long ago against the Demon King Millen, and obliterated him from existence. She will forever be honored by the statue of her in the Plaza, which stands vigilant over the grave of Demon King Millen, sealed underneath the surface of the plaza, deep underground".

"So as we take our steps forward, and fight the growing darkness and our enemies, we shall not disappear, or pushed around, and be taken advantage of. By the name of myself, and the brave men and women who serve, and in honor of our Hero, we shall once again hold the Hero Festival! Let us celebrate with games, song, dance, and food! Let us show the world that we relish each victory, and have not gone lazy nor will we dismiss the value of life! Let us all go out, and enjoy the festivities!"

This was the same speech every year, but it still had a hint of glory and incredibleness. However, just as they though he was done, two fireworks went off right next to him and he opened his mouth once more.

"And I am pleased to report that including my own Grandchildren, several new aspiring heroes have been born, that we have accelerated the plans to build the new school: Astrius Academy!"

With the announcement of potential new heroes, the crowd went into an uproar, and the King left the balcony as the festivities went underway.

It took a lot of ducking and weaving between legs but the cat sized girl, running with all the agility of her feline kin, lost the bulky workers who had chased her away from the docks in the excited crowed of the Plaza. Boo was just in time to hear the king's speech. Boo didn't mind the crowed. In fact, she loved all the excitement and fun! These events usually meant free food and big crowds meant a little pick pocketing, if needed, should be fairly easy. At her size, however, Boo couldn't see much more than legs and feet. Curious to a fault, the bare foot little girl put those sharp claws of hers to use and climbed up the side of a stall selling fruit to get a better look around.

New heros huh? Boo could be a hero. The little girl mused to herself. A school sounded boring though. Who needed school when they had talent? All the explosions and glitter at the end of the speech got a squeal of delight from Boo. Despite all the noise already hurting her sensitive feline ears, the child simply folded them back to protect them and clapped along as her tail flicked behind her in excitement. What should Boo do first? The girl just couldn't decide at first. Big, violet eyes drifted around from a couple of dark figures, to a feline man, to a boy a bit older than her running off, and the rest of the crowed.

Eventually, Boo decided to hop down from her perch and follow after the boy. It looked like he was heading towards the fire dancers and games. That was always fun! The little girl kept her eyes open for free food along the way though. She could never turn down free food! Especially sweets.
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Hayslem City Universal Port and Dock
roleplay/the-multiverse/places/hayslem-city-universal-port-and-dock

Sploooooosh!~

That was a sound that echoed in one area of the Plaza as two cats, a normal black cat and a cat made of fire, danced around each other. Then, after gaining the people's attention with the weird Sploosh sound they made when they arrived, the two cats ran towards each other. At first, everyone thought the fire cat was going to burn the normal cat, however...the fire cat suddenly seemed to turn into a ring of fire with its scattered embers as the cat jumped through the ring. But instead of a cat coming out, it was a woman dressed in some flashy and eye catching clothing.

She quickly turned around, and jumped into the air. The ring of fire turned back into a cat after she went through, and jumped up with her, turning into a spiral of fire. But this spiral of fire never seemed to touch her once, as she never got burned. Furthermore, now she was seemingly flipping in place, a never ending flip, inside the spiral of fire.

There were others doing this with other elements as well, drawing attention and making a show.

"Ama...amazing..."

Zeebee was totally captivated by the display in front of him, that sparks were flying off him. Literal sparks of electricity, enough that he was unconsciously charging all the phones in the nearby area.

Zeebee was currently eating a huge amount of popcorn too, while he watched the show. There was also a breakdancing robot nearby, as well as a few others. As Zeebee ran by, he crossed paths with a few other people. He still had failed to realize he was giving off sparks though, so he had started drawing attention more then he realized.

But there was still so much to enjoy, such as the Hovercoaster that was set up! It was even enchanted with gravity magic so that while extreme, was perfectly safe!

With a flash of light a fleet of five Mauhasinan ships lead by the Lightbringer Crimson Nova entered orbit above the planet. The fleet stayed in a loose formation as Nephthys sent a hail.

"This is High Priestess Nephthys Bastia of the Mauhasinan Empire. We picked up your broadcast and have been sent by order of Holy Emperess Seti I to establish relations with your people."

Nephthys and her fleet waited for a reply...

Moments after the communication was sent, a coordinates and an invitation was delivered to them, and an escort came to help guide them there...named Voltron....



Some might think this was an intimidation tactic, if they knew about Voltron. But those would also know Voltron is known as the "Legendary Defender", not the "Legendary Weapon" or "Legendary Attacker". In other words, it was totally harmless so long as you did not start shooting innocent people.

If they followed, and landed at the docking area provided, they would be met by the King Himself, the Commander of the Royal Knights, the Rosetta Dragon Knights, and the young Prince Zakar, who was doing his best not to wonder why he was here.

"I would have thought Bastion would be the one you would bring".

"I wanted to bring all of you, but Bastion is busy on an experiment at the academy he said 'Cannot be interrupted due to great risks', and Amillia is sick with the flu. Besides, you are a wonderful, adorable grandson that is also a Prince of our nation!"

"...and your a king who is also a doting grandfather..."

"Shush" the king said, but then he just seemed to suddenly snap back into a kingly appearance. "Besides, you are the oldest. Once I am gone, you will be inheriting the throne".

Those words caused Zakar to be silent for a moment, remembering his deceased father who was killed by terrorists four years ago, and his mother who died giving birth to Amillia despite the technology and magic they had prepared. Truly, nothing was perfect in this world, even if you had both magic and technology. It was a ibtter lesson Zakar learned through one of the worst ways possible.

"Very well" he replied. He could not completely hide he wanted to be doing other things, but he was also interested in the newcomers as well, so he steeled his resolve. However.... "But, did you really need to send Voltron?"

"I thought it would be a good idea, to show one of our planet's guardians and heroes doing this".

"And, by that you mean you are acting like a kid showing off a new toy, even if its not new?"

"Oh shut up! They will be here soon!"

Though they could have just beamed down but the Mauhasinans where not ready to show off their technology yet so Nephthys and her guards came down in a dropship the fleet staying in orbit.

Nephthys came out of the ship flanked by guards covered in jet black armor from head to toe. Even their ears and tails where covered. The masks of thier helmets showed no emotion.

"Quite the planet you have here..." Said Nephthys with a sly grin "I do hope we can be friends..."

The Mauhasinans didn't seem impressed or Intimidated by the king or his guards.

"Ah, welcome welcome!" King Alexandrius said in a friendly manner. "Sorry if it seems crowded. I wanted to meet you myself, but they were very insistent on coming".

"You are the King! We can not allow you to meet with strangers of an unknown kingdom unguarded! Besides, what if your poltical enemies tried something!? Or those who would wish to take the throne for themselves?!"

"See? Over-protective. Made me send Voltron as an escort even. Well, enough with that. I am King Alexandrius, leader of this proud nation, and representative of the interests of Origin as a whole. And this is my grandson, Prince Zakar".

Zakar was there, standing next to him, but he seemed a bit interested in their armor. However...

"it is a pleasure to meet you".

He did not delay, even while fascinated, to reply. At that point, the Knight Commander who had yet to refute anything said something afterwards.

"I must ask you that while in the city, especially in the presence of King Alexandrius Verrevia, that you keep your weapons stowed and off, and that you submit to a scan to ensure no dangerous diseases are entering the eco system".

At this point, he called two knights over who began to use scanners to get detailed information, trying to center on biological threats. After a good while though, it seemed to clear up. However, there were some ominous looking clouds in the distance that were approaching.

"Perhaps, we should go to the castle and continue this there? It appears there might be a storm coming soon, one better not to be caught outside during".

Nephthys just raised a brow as the King spoke. He was much to happy Nephthys thought...or crazy....

The Mauhasinans stayed as silent as the dead as they where scanned. Nephthys herself would appear to be unarmed but with her powers as a Priestess of the Sun looks where very deceiving...

Nephthys thought it strange the king's fear of a few dark clouds... But this was his planet so maybe he knew something she didn't. That and the King's palace would be a better place to speak anyway.

"Sounds good we shall follow" Nephthys said

After some walking, the clouds had drawn dangerously close dangerously quick. Everyone seemed to be going for cover, or pulling out umbrellas...but the umbrellas looked like they were made with both advanced technology, and also enchanted. The King and his forces seemed to be a bit concerned, but when they reached the Governance Palace and entered they were a lot better.

"To think, Magus Weather again this day...it must be getting near a period of intensity".

After he said that, they then led the group towards a large meeting room. Zakar then told the servants to bring some drinks.

"So, shall we get started then? Welcome to the planet of Origin, this is our home Hayslem City. What brings you here? Could it be, you may be searching for refugees from your nation or something? I know with the recent wars, the number of refugees has been going up coming to our planet, who refuses to get involved with those intergalactic scruffles".

Indeed, on the way there, many refugees from all sorts of races could be seen...but they did not appear to be in poverty or need, and many were entering apartment buildings that had appeared to receive renovations recently.

Zakar meanwhile looked out the window. "Just as we thought...it was an intense dissolving rain".

Dissolving rain. One of the strange types of weathers that occur on Origin. Although most of the weathers held no actual magic in them, they did get influenced by the mana in the air and could produce strange effects. Dissolving rain was pretty bad. Although hard objects, like stone, wood, and even the special, albeit not flexible of comfortable, cloth they used for banners and covers could sort of resist it, it would bypass any barriers for some reason, even magic ones unless heavily reinforced, and dissolve anything "soft"...and not just clothing, but after clothing it would be skin, tissue, and eventually internal organs. Thankfully, it dried off incredibly quickly, and no floods had ever even been possible, but still. Furthermore, it could burn even if blocked by armor by its reaction of being absorbed, so it was generally unpleasant. Those umbrellas were one of the few designed things people could use.

The more intense, the worse it would get.

Nephthys and her guards followed along thinking it odd the fear a storm brought. They remained silent though as they where led into the castle. When the King asked about refugees Nephthys smirked.

"Good King... If we where here for refugees they would be the refugees of our enemies...and our greetings would have been far less friendly..." Nephthys said darkly. She then added a warning "If you ever do get refugees claiming to be from our enemies it would be in your best interest to turn them over to us....the friend of my enemy is my enemy..."

Nephthys let that sink in for a moment before she smiled and said, "But I didn't come here to make enemies.... I am here to establish peace and trade between your planet and my Empire. Also I would be quite interested to know more about these storms your planet suffers from."

"Well, I don't know who your enemies are. But we refuse to get into disputes of foreign militaries and nations, so we only allow civilians who are tired of wars from their governments in, not military. Since they got tired of them, I guess they belonged to no one then until they joined us" the King said, unphased. He neither showed agressision or fear, but just a smile that radiated warmth.

"Anyways, I don't think anyone wishes to make enemies. As for establishing peace and trade, those things are much more preferable I think. Less people cry, and trade allows for goods one has to be traded for goods one does not have, for both sides. So, I think if we follow along this idea, it should be fruitful to everyone".

Right when the King was about to talk about the storms, it was Zakar that stepped in this time. "You could say its natural and unnatural at the strange time. Its called Magus Weather. Weather that was altered by mana or supernatural forces, but it isn't magic or anything like that. Its still natural weather, but its different and often more severe....well, there are exceptions, like the Rainbow Bloom. That is when the mana causes the water in the air that developed into a slight mist to radiate the colors of the rainbow, across large areas in a way similar to a blooming flower. Not all Magus Weather is bad. Its just weather, but a bit more extreme. There are many different types of Magus Weather...though, I think Gravity Storms might be some of the worst personally. That can ground spaceships even".

Zakar, who did not appear as a scholar, seemed to know quite a bit about Magus Weather.

"Hmm my people's scientists would love to study the effects of this Magus Weather up close." Nephthys said. " Of course to my people our science and our magic is one and the same."
Nephthys stared out the window at the storm. "Well I believe that it is time to work out the details of our future together..."

(So we just decided to skip all the boring back and forth deliberation that would go on for hours, and skip to the good part)

After much deliberation and debate, as well as discussions and agreements, an official Document was created. This Document was the Origin-Mauhasinan Agreement, between the planet of Origin and the Mauhasinan Empire. There were many, many details about various things, but it could be summarized as follows:

• Each Party will agree to respect the rights, laws, customs, religions, and governments of each other.
• An Official Trade Agreement will be established, detailing certain products normally not allowed to be sold outside of Origin to other markets to be sold to, and in, the Mauhasinan Empire, provided they acquire the proper permits and liscenses and agree to pay the taxes.
• Special Reductions to Trade Taxes will be implemented between the two nations. The taxes itself will not be negated, simply reduced for trade between the two parties.
• A Mauhasinan Defense Fleet will join the Origin Defense Order in defending the planet and it's neutrality in intergalactic wars, as well as its independence.
• Various Transfer Students of all ages, backgrounds, and types, from young children to older scholars, will be attending Astrius Academy. For the young students, we will help them get situated for a long, but entertaining, realistic, unique, and supportive education, and for the older scholars, we will have them work with our brightest minds to develop new breakthroughs and discoveries.
• A Science Team from the Mauhasinan Empire will be joining the Weather Research Institute, which has bases in every major city as well as having a set up in Astrius Academy, to research the Magus Weather unique to Origin.
• Various Research Agreements and collaborations are also planned.
• There are numerous other minor points as well, but those are all the major ones summarized.

And so, it was declared from this day forth, that Origin had established beneficial relations with one of the various Star Empires in the Galaxy.

Preparations were already under way in the city, as countless mages of all kinds began to arrive in preparations for the upcoming event. Even if the event itself was nowhere near starting yet, people still began to gather from all around to this city. Countless people who possess all sorts of magic, or have dedicated themselves to working hard in the field of magic, or just wanted to watch some epic magic battles and events, all were gathering. The streets were flocked with crowds and people, and it was clear that the news had been very popular with the people.

King Verrevia himself had a flashy entrance with the captain of the Royal Guard, with the additional protection of the Rosetta Dragon Knights. They made quite the entrance, and it seemed the King would be in town for quite some time to help set up the event. Decorations and special designs were already being created by the various crafters and manufacturers, and news outlets not even native to Origin, including Terracast according to rumor, were arriving.

And as one bus made its stop at a nearby bus stop, a boy began to step out...but ended up tripping on the bus stairs and went face first into the sidewalk. That boy, known as Allo Aurios, quickly got up and dusted himself off...while wimpering. The ears on the top of his head, along with his tail, drooping with sadness.

"Hey, kid...you okay?"

"Sob...it really hurt..."

"Ah, here, I can help you!"

Suddenly, another figure got off the bus...Dr. Simon Azler. The current headmaster of Astrius Academy. Constructing a magic array, he cast a healing spell on the boy that also helped deal with pain.

"...thank you".

"Your welcome. Now excuse me, I am going to be quite busy. I hope you enjoy the event!"

Allo nodded to him, smiling a little from the nice man. And so, Allo Aurios, the Oracle of Destruction, made his way into town.

And meanwhile, a few blocks away...

Luna Bell landed on a nearby sidewalk, having used magic to fly all the way here. It was a bit exhausting, but he didn't want to wait for all the others, or have to take a crowded bus or Warp Gate with everyone from Astrius. No, he wanted to get here early, see it all stepped up, and of course, get everything at a discount before the prices got jacked up for the event. The first thing he did, was to head into the Traveler's Hotel, unique for the fact that you could pay part of the hotel room with others who also wanted to stay, and get a discounted price for staying in the same room as them.

They apparently had a magic tool to ensure compatibility. And so, Luna Bell walked up to the desk and asked...

"A key for room 5B please!"

Two voices spoke out at the same time. Luna turned to see who it was and...

"Luna?!"

"Astral?!"

The two were shocked to see each other, but even more shocked when they realized they were roommates.

"We are sharing a room? What are the odds of that?!"

"Seriosuly, to think we got stuck together again!"

"Oh, I was a bit worried sticking a boy and a girl as strangers in the same room, but do you know each other?"

At that comment, Astral started to laugh as Luna's face blushed.

"I am a boy!"

"Ah...uhh....oops, sorry about that".

"Hahaha!"

"Shut up Astral! Its not funny! And you better keep your half of the room clean!"

"Fine, I wont be able to mess it up much since I will be busy with the magic tournament, beating you!"

"In your dreams, it will be my victory!"

And so, those two fought on the way to their shared hotel room.

It seemed that there would be a lot going on in the coming days and weeks.

A swirling fiery portal opened up outside the Traveler's Hotel and out of it stepped a young looking man with red hair, wearing a hoodie style jacket and a pair of jeans. A number of orange floating "gems" orbited the man's wrist like a bracelet. He looked like any other young adult aside from the bracelet. He didn't have any bags with him but he went into the hotel and walked up to the front desk. He didn't know any of the other mages that were in town for the Grand Magi Games, so he wasn't sharing a room with anyone.

"Hello, I called ahead a few weeks ago and reserved a room for one for the length of the Magi Games." He said politely to the person at the front desk.

"And what was the name?"

"Tavlin Cyclus."

"Alright, and you have the card it was reserved under?"

Tavlin reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet and pulled out a card and handed it to the lady.

"Here you go."

The lady gave him a key card for the his room and he went to go check it out. It was a pretty normal hotel room, one bed, a bathroom, a crappy view from the balcony and a mini fridge full of over priced items. He plopped down on the bed and relaxed. Tomorrow he would go to the Mage's Guild and register for the games.

"And here we are, the moment we have all been waiting for! The Grand Magi Games has begun! Here in the QuestZone Colosseum at Questrios, we are here now to celebrate, or participate, or just enjoy the Grand Magi Games! I am your well known reporter, Trisha Adler, here with ONINet, the Original News Intelligence Network! We are here live for the very start of the event, hosted by the Mage's Guild, and sponsored by more companies and organizations then I can say in one go! So you can see the list of sponsors below, and probably across the stadium on various ads! In addition, I believe those companies and organizations have even offered to pay all of the expenses for certain contestants in exchange for wearing clothes that feature their brand! Now...oh, look! The Guildmaster, Aedrios Gale, is standing up from his center position to make a speech!"

ALl of the cameras cut to the center judges table, where Aedrios Gale had stood up.

"We are here today to let everyone here today use their magic to their fullest. Remember, today, it is not just about magical strength! It is about creativity, cunning, cleverness, charm, aesthetics, talent, skill, hard work, and so much more! For we are not just brutish warriors or powerful artillery, we are those who have honed and mastered our gifts to their fullest! We are those who had taken our talents, our aims, beyond what most view our gifts as being used for! We are those who will seek out the unknown, find unexpected ways to use what we have, and aspire for greatness beyond simple means!"

With those words, he sat down. It appeared for today, the judges would be Head Mage's Guild Leader Aedrios Gale, Second Prince Acara Verrevia, and Local Mage's Guildmaster Donna Roux. Meanwhile, in terms of announcers, there was Allo Aurios, the reporter herself Trisha Adler, and Lyrian LeCross.

"Now then, lets go and watch the contestests as they come on out!" she announced, and surely enough the contestants hurried onto the field. There had to be at least one or two hundred, a large number to keep track of, with mages of all types. Men, women, old and young, it seemed like people across the galaxy had come to compete. Some even looked rather intimidating and scary, as if they had experienced hundreds of battles and wars.

ANd in the center of all that, the Master of Ceremonies, Sola Arken, stepped onto...

"Oh my...look! Its Sola! Sola, sign my cup!"

"Sign my shirt!"

"Sign my napkin!"

Suddenly, the audience went into a blitz for someone who was not even competing. That was just how popular Sola was as a pop idol.

"Now now, calm down everyone! Otherwise, I wont be able to do my bit and get the games underway!" he told everyone with a charming wink. The audience calmed down in an instant, far quicker then anyone else had expected to be possible. "Now then, I am here to announce the first event for the competitors! That is right, the first one right off the bat! After all, we have too many people here right now to introduce everyone! And iv been told that it is rather fitting I introduce this one...because event number one is a talent show and popularity contest!"

With that, the crowd cheered even more until Sola waved at them to let him continue.

"After all, while the Mage's Guild has plenty of people who can fight, the primary focus is not fighting but magic! The Grand Magi Games is about magic and creativity, about spirit, not about who is stronger! So, here is the deal! You gotta use your magic and abilities to put up a great show, dazzle the crowd and get their interest, win their hearts! Be charming and sweet, cool and composed! But don't worry, because its not just a popularity contest but also a talent contest! You can pass either by getting enough votes from the crowd, or by impressing the judges with your talent! So make sure you stand up, but do remember to play it safe! Be fair everyone, and I will appear afterwards! And if everyone behaves and enjoys the game properly, I even get to be in charge of the halftime show!"

And with that, Sola Arken hopped off the stage and into the back, since he was told this event would be impossible if he remained in the crowd's sight apparently.

And of course, as if by fate, pretty much everyone who was at the Mage's Guild together earlier would be going up with the first group...though it was pretty much guaranteed many of them had not expected the first event to be like this.

Emerin looked at Altian, and had a wicked and playful smile. "I got a great idea!"

Jaune meanwhile looked at Shinku, and had a mischevous grin. "Game on".

Allo just sighed, and hoped no one would trigger his ability.

Nao started to do some stretches before anything began.

Iviri meanwhile was rooting from the sidelines, though he was not sure who he should be rooting for. Demor? Ixa? Rivyan? So he rooted for all three.

Ixa just looked back at Elysia. "I think this will be a ton of fun!"

Azaken meanwhile may have used his highest of stealth and discression ability, and pumped a small amount of an oderless, colorless, soundless, tasteless hallucinogen into the field to see what sort of mayhem would occur...though, when he saw everyone else get pumped up, he couldn't help but decide to compete for real.

Luna and Astral were also doing stretches, as they glared at each other from their friendly rivalry.

And Cyrus was preparing himself for a grand show, interested in participating in such an event. Teh revelation of the first event had only pumped him up more actually.

And so, the Grand Magi Games....began!

Elysia listened to the explanation, it was nothing she hadn't foreseen, but she couldn't help but feel nervous. A fight might have been easier on her frazzling nerves. She was not quite being used to being around people yet after millennia of isolation, let alone comfortable at being the centre of attention like this.

It was Ixa's words that drew her out of her funk. She smiled, albeit still a bit of a wan one, to the boy, "I'm sure it will!"

She watched as a few of the more confident people in the group she was standing on one of multiple stages with, started their appeals. In some case, that confidence seemed to be founded. In most others it seemed to be decidedly misplaced. Not even a minute had passed before she decided to join in on the fun herself.

She eyed what was already being cast, and how the different magics clashed with each other in a rather unsightly manner.

'This wil not do', she thought to herself, a mischievous smile on her face.

She began to draw on her magic, which in turn drew on the Seed of Wonder hiding itself in her soul. She altered the structure of her magic, which was by nature an amethyst color, to make it shine golden.

As it was, it caused her to seem to be surrounded by a lazily swirling golden haze, birdlike constructs formed of the same golden magic, visible in the vortex. She took the opportunity created by going unseen to transfigure her clothes into something more fitting for the occasion.

All of this, safe for the transfiguration of her clothes, had been pure manipulation of aether, not given purpose as of yet. This, as one might have guessed, was about to change.

She imbued the magic around her with a single purpose, and blasted it outwards. That purpose: Dispel. The magic raced across the field, dispelling whatever displays it was capable of. In the process her new outfit was unveiled, a form-hugging pale green ensemble with white, black accents.

She did a rather good job at hiding just how uncomfortable she was in such a revealing outfit, continuing on with her appeal.

Now that the field was cleared of most magic cast by the rabble that would have lost anyway, whether it be to her, or to other opponents with actual personality, she started her appeal for real.

She raised her arms to the sky, and a giant construct shaped like a bird formed around her. If one had paid attention earlier on, they would have noticed that this bird seemed to be of the same design as the ones flying around the haze earlier.

The bird moved, and a mournful trill could be heard throughout the entire colosseum, reaching even the spectators that where the furthest away. Creating several more effects by shaping her magic, she simultaneously focussed on continuing what turned out to be the approximation of a bird's song. In truth, she controlled strings of magic to create the music.

A portion of the spectators, and even a few contestants broke into tears at the sound. It was a song of loss, of longing, of melancholy. It was song of realisation that what was longed for could no longer be found anywhere but in memories. Yet halfway through an undercurrent that had been there from the beginning, but was not focussed on became the focus of the piece. It seemed to speak of determination, of love, of hope.

What once was may never be again, but every end marks a new beginning. As the music died down the bird flew to the sky, the other effects she had created rising with it. With a final 'cry' the bird and the other visual effects burst into flame, a golden shower of sparks raining down on the platform she was and the others in her group were on.

At the center of these gentle lights, a small construct shaped like an egg appeared in the sky, where the bird, now identified as phoenix used to be. It slowly floated down to Elysia, who appeared to absorb it into her body. She gave a small bow, signalling that she was done.

As she sat down on the edge of the platform, her legs dangling. As the transfiguration on her clothes dispelled, sounds of dismay could be heard once more from her fellow contestants. The first round of grumbling had come when their magic had been dispelled mid-action. The second however, was when they determined those gentle lights from earlier, which stuck to them, were draining their magic bit by bit. They gave her the stink eye, but she didn't see nor care. That performance had drained her emotionally, if not magically.

She'd start paying attention again when Ixa decided to come out and play.

A round of creativity and flashiness, rather than combat, eh? Demor crossed his arms and lowered his hood as he looked around the stadium. So many contenders, so much Magic Power in one place. The Judges had their booth, the audience was countless and surrounded them entirely. The Male Drachini nodded softly to himself, and tapped his foot. Most of his spells and skills were purely combative in nature - this wouldn't be easy.

But then he saw it: Another Mage who could use Storm Magic, or at least Weather Magic of some sort, creating a Storm Cloud above the Arena, drawing many eyes towards it as the lightning arced between the clouds and Thunder roared. Many children and those scared of the thunder cried out in fear, and Demor's eyes widened, pupils narrowing into Reptilian Slits as he darted for the Mage, Lightning arcing around his body as he let out a loud battle-cry, drawing perhaps some of the crowd to look at him as he then shoulder-charged that mage, slamming them off their feet before crouching, and leaping high into the air.

"I Sure hope everyone can see this..." he thought to himself as he continued flying upwards, covered in lightning as used his Arc Flight spell to dart across the air within the Arena, the Yellow and Purple Lightning flashing and arcing beautifully as he flew from spot to spot, right into the clouds.

Then he began to inhale. Within seconds the Storm calmed, and after perhaps a minute, it became apparent that the size of the storm cloud was shrinking. Demor was EATING the Storm Cloud. More specifically, feeding off the Magic that created it, and using it to both sate his appetite and fuel himself.

It would take another couple agonizingly frighting minutes before the entire cloud was gone, and the sun shone through to hit the audience again. Lightning arced from the clouds to the ground, scorching the earth and kicking up small bursts of flame or dust. Once the cloud was gone, though, Demor remained floating in the air for a moment, before letting out a small, almost inaudible belch, and beginning to fall to the ground face first, smiling the whole time.

His body began to glow brightly, and then it began to shift. Feet and Hands became claws, his tail flicked out fast enough to make a whip's crack, horns grew from his forehead, flowing back against his skull smoothly before pointing upwards, and finally, great wings of Black erupted from his back.

Dragon Force.

Once entering this form, the light vanished and he spread his wings, stopping his descent immediately with a burst of air that spread across the field, kicking up more dust, making clothes in the audience flutter, and hats fly away. He then flew up without the need of his Arc Flight spell, flying over the audience and directly in front of the judges to make sure they saw him and considered him for the next round. As he did, he did a variety of tricks - flips and corkscrews and other fancy flying before launching bolts of lightning and water into the sky, the two bolts of magic meeting in a dazzling explosion of light and mist.

He'd continue to do this, and many other flashy things that came to mind as long as his transformation lasted, which based on the sun-blocking size of that storm cloud he consumed, would be for most of the first stage at least.

Rayia looked at the crowds of people cheering as the Mages made their way in even with the mass of people Rayia quickly spotted her red armored bodyguard watching from the stands. Be ever watching. Rayia sent into Kassandra's mind. Kassandra gave a nod to Rayia as sign she had gotten the message.

Rayia made her way to what was to be her stage as the games where opened. Someone named Sola who was some kind of big deal here started off telling them the first event. A talent show of sorts... Not really one of Rayia's strong suits.

Rayia watched on as others made storms and some dragon thing ate it... Well that ruled out playing with her lightning. Rayia suddenly had a flashback to her days in the Jedi temple....

Rayia sat there all of 10 years old her pale freckled face and long brown locks. She gazed on in wonder as her master made objects float around her head. the young Jedi Rayia laughing and cheering as her master gave her a show...

Rayia brought herself back to the here and now. "Weak Jedi tricks..." she spit out

But those tricks would awe these feeble minds... Rayia sat down on her stage crossing her legs in front of her as she removed her hood and mask her dark shadowed skin was in stark contrast to her snow white hair. closing her eyes she began to channel the force around her. her lightsaber unhooked from her belt and ignited it's blood red blade. It and soon other small objects began to dance around above her head.

As the crowd looked on Rayia entered into her battle meditation. in her mind she could sense everything around her. The object danced her lightsaber carving shapes of ships and creatures that the peoples of Origin had likely never seen before. As the range of her battle meditation spread mages on platforms near her found themselves facing mishaps. Spells would fizz out or backfire on the caster. Some mages even tripped and fell from their stages.

Rayia's power slipped into the crowd as well a chant of "All hail Lady Rayia!" came from the lips of those taken by Rayia's power. Kassandra seeing this soon joined in the chant and encouraged others around her to join as well.

Maybe Rayia could pull this off after all.

Altian smiled at his friend as he glanced among the crowd, his gaze resting on the judging booth, "Well...there's no rule saying we can't work together yet. I'm all ears! What'cha got?"

"Alright!" Emry shouted, and then began to think. Which in retrospect, while it wasn't like he was dumb, what tended to happen in cases like this... "Okay! I think we should go with a big wazoo! And then crackle crackle with some pshiii, followed by fwooosh and bams and krataw! Oh, and then some buuble buuble for good measure, followed by more crackle in a big swirl overhead, with some kachink and sploosh!"

That is what happened. Emerin's mind was....unique.

But Altian, having been around the blue-haired wonder for a while, knew that while he couldn't understand what he was saying, he definitely had an awesome plan in mind involving some sky stuff, "Then let's do it! I'll follow your lead."

That was how they worked. Emerin enjoyed creating the huge shows, casting the powerful spells and conjuring the most brilliantly awe-inspiring stuff few could think of. Altian refined the edges, making things smoother and more practical, and bringing Emerin's imagination to life.

The moment he agreed to it, Emerin immediately started working on what had to be largest collection of mana ever conceived. Not as in mana capacity, nor the amount of mana a wizard could gather inside him. What he was doing was gathering the mana into a gigantic ball in his hands, a relatively pointless and almost moronic activity normally. However, what Emerin did next caused everyone to change their minds.

He smashed his hands together while holding that massive chunk of mana, and this caused it to burst out into the sky in a form of a vortex, creating a sort of waaa noise around it while a zoo noise rhythmically went down the center, meshing into an unusual but appealing melody. And then, he added a large amount of lightning into the vortex, following the trails of mana he created, and formed a vortex of lightning and colorful transparent hue with a huge beam down the center.

And this was followed by wind magic, zipping around and around and causing the vortex to shift and shape, making it a fluid ever-changing structure instead of something static. And it caused some reactions, making the mana light up in all sorts of colors. From all sides, the light show flowed and twirled with a pattern that made a spectacle.

Of course, if one was not careful, it would probably run totally out of control and maybe explode.

But that was why Altian was there. As quickly as the vortex could become unstable, he would spot the uneven ebbs and flows of pure mana around them and correct it. Sometimes it meant throwing a bit of wind magic in one spot to push it along, sometimes it meant actively manipulating the mana in the air to keep the swirl smooth and non-clustered. The melody set a cool and relaxing tone, Altian realized, recognizing the potential to do some cool stuff.

He took some liberties and started shifting the raw magic power around them with his dominant hand, using some more wind magic to spawn miniature twisters from the vortex. A total of six touched down and began circling the duo, drawing the audience's attention back to them. With his non-dominant hand, he continued to keep the vortex under control within the new facets of spawning several wind towers created out of pure mana. The six twisters split apart, creating twelve, then twenty-four, growing smaller after each split. The cords of wind themselves would appear synchronized as they moved, twirling around Emry and Alt and bending in several interesting and chaotic ways...but it never felt too out of control.

"Emry! We can use the mana in the air!" he called delightedly as the twisters around them started to converge into two funnels, making it look like they were inside a massive, shimmering candy cane as it spun, "We can turn it into stuff!"

As Altian said that, some playful ideas formed in Emerin's head. As the funnels began to shrink and dissipate, he began to twist and shape the mana in new ways, deliberately this time, and began to create a stage with the two of them at the center. Compared to before, he shifted it in a purposeful way to make sure that all the eyes would see them at the center of the magic, and created decorations of simple design around them. Funnels, loops, and all sorts of other things, while maintaining the base core of it. The lightning sparked and cracked around them, the wind swept and sung, and now fire of various colors was added to the mix to bring a brilliant flare. It added more effort and work to maintain, but it began to form into the start of a brilliant display.

"Then let's really spice it up!" Emerin replied, with a full on grin.

"I'm glad you said that," Altian winked as he rubbed his fingers, a few sparks emanating and falling to the stage beneath them.

His attention turned towards one of the loop-de-loops. Pulling out the pen resting on top of his ear, he clicked it, letting it morph into the shape he desired: a short, smooth stick with a hilt on the end he was holding (A.K.A. a wand). He muttered an incantation and flicked his wrist, pointing the tip at the loop he was focused on. As if a metamorphosis had occurred, the loop suddenly gave way, falling away into a sort of magical dust. In it's place was a mid-sized, elegantly slender rainbow dragon. It's beard was white and magnificently long and it's body closely resembled something like a snake or a leviathan. It's scales were rainbow-colored and seemed to shimmer magical dust like a fairy. There would be no classification of species for this particular dragon as one didn't exist of it's kind. It was completely made up by the imagination of a twelve year old boy, after all.

With a flick of the wrist and a wave of the hand, the dragon started flying through the air, doing loops and corkscrews and all kind of crazy tricks. It even flew by the audience...so close that the spectators could touch the raw energy that passed them. Eventually, it barreled over to where Alt and Emry were standing. But Altian had control and he had a plan in mind.

"Hop on!" he cried gleefully as he took Emerin's hand and jumped onto the dragon.

Immediately they were airborne. The Dragon was undeterred by the new presence on it's back and continued it's routine. But for the two boys, it was like a roller-coaster ride, zigging and zagging all over the place. Once more, they passed over the audience, only this time it would be Altian and Emerin reach out to slap fives with the spectators, immersing them in the experience. It was pure controlled chaos.

Altian glanced up at the sky and noticed the massive mana pool was suddenly severely depleted, having been used to fuel their wonderfully thrilling creation. It was still huge, but not nearly as big as before and it seemed to be shrinking fast!

"Emry-Shu!" he pointed as they rode, "We need a big finale! Something that can use up all that mana!"

Seeing an opportunity in mind, Emerin quickly grabbed Altian's hand and smiled at his idea. "Just hold on tight, and make sure to keep us balanced!"

What he said might have been odd at first, but then what he did next explained it all. Emerin went for the grand finale of the performance, with the dragon taking them down and then up, the mana forming an even stronger vortex that they went up through the center of. The dragon stopped after it reached the top of the vortex of lightning and mana and wind and fire around them, extending its head which now carried Emerin and Altian on, as it breathed out an array of breath that turned into sparkling glitter like particles around them, causing the vortex to burst out into this as well. Like a vacuum, the cloud of colorful mana above them absorbed itself into the dragon and out the mouth, fueling the beast's breath.

And in the center, Emerin and Altian were in a rather meaningful and heartwarming position. The two had their feet planted on opposite sides of the dragon, and both were at an angle where they would fall off, if they were not holding each other's hands. Of course, because each human being was different in some way, Emerin and Altian had to use some magic to keep up the actual balance, but from the perspective of the audience, it looked like they were keeping each other perfectly balanced through will and teamwork alone and the light show floated down around them.

They kept up this position for a bit, until it was finally time to lower themselves down and let someone else use that part of the stage. The dragon slowly disappeared into a blend of sparkles and glitters that rained down with all the others. Despite this, the two boys seemed to gently float down like a feather until their feet hit solid earth.

"Well I think that went really well!" he said, probably unaware the sheer amount of time Altian stopped the entire thing from exploding...

Altian was breathless after the excitement, effort, and overall mana strain on his body, "Yeah...ooo, we should've brought the staff you got at the underground library! I bet we could've done some REALLY cool stuff!"

"Oh yeah! Wait, maybe I could get it to come now!" Emerin said, raising his hand into the air. The staff was supposed to have an automatic recall if he called for it but... "Oh, it might be out of range. Oh well".

...and on that note, Allo was also glad to see them done, having recieved various visions and what not about the potential chaos that could have been caused each time before Altian dealt with it.

Well, he hadn’t been entirely sure what to expect walking into this but Brand had been hoping the games wouldn’t all be focussed on combat. This was good news for him, since he wanted to try his magic in lots of different situations to see what he could do with it.

He had tried a bit of performing with his magic before, so he had kind of an idea what to do, although those sparkly fireworks he’d shown at the guild HQ earlier would likely be lost in the sea of spectacles if he used it now. He needed something bigger, flashier.

“OK” he said, igniting a spark in his hand, “Let’s-” he was cut off by a wave of magic which dispelled his own, and he turned to a nearby mage whose own display had just begun. Brand’s first instinct would have been to show off his shapeshifting ability as a phoenix, which he was now realizing would be a not so great idea. After this rather moving performance involving a golden bird motif, something too similar looking would look like a cheap rip-off to the audience. After this finished he could already see a few of the more desperate mages across the arena trying to imitate it. Nevertheless he applauded the mage, having genuinely enjoyed it despite having such a high bar to go against.

“OK, maybe not that. Let’s see if a dragon gets-” almost immediately his attention was caught by the sound of thunder and lightning. He watched the draconic mage’s display of shapeshifting and storm magic, clapping resignedly along with the audience.

“Right, maybe one that’s more serpentine-” as if on cue, he was cut short as another two began their display, this time in collaboration. It involved a giant serpent-like dragon. Again he was very impressed, although this was starting to worry him since there was such daunting competition, and from the first group as well.

“OK. OK… crap, I can’t just copy someone else’s idea.” The knight that he defaulted to for combat might be interesting but it just wouldn’t grab people’s attention by itself. “Oh!” he snapped his fingers as the idea kindled in his mind.

With a small flourish, Brand enveloped himself in an orange blaze, shifting effortlessly into his usual awakened form, a large suit of armour covered in phoenix and wing motifs. He observed the feather like patterns on his forearm, appearing deep in thought despite having no visible face beneath his stoic helmet. He shook his hand downwards, and the flames broke up, reassembling to change the decoration - and colour. The inner glow remained a fierce marigold while the outer plates of his armour took on a marble of deep crimson flame which trailed black smoke, making an ominous but vibrant display. To match, his phoenix motif was replaced by an ornamentation of various bone shapes, namely skulls. This change spread over the armour, the result of which was spooky looking while being just goofy enough to not actually scare any of the younger spectators. Waving a hand over his helmet, it changed into a flaming grinning skull which he promptly removed from its ‘neck’, tossing it up and down in the air while it chattered and cackled.

He then spun around, being swept up in a cloud of black smoke. He them emerged, atop a matching flaming horse, rearing on its hind legs, while he held his laughing skull ‘head’ up in the air. The smoke from the cloud formed into a cloak around the rider as he galloped up into the air and did laps around the edge of the arena.

As the blazing steed galloped across the air right past the audience, the young mage balanced atop the horse and juggled his skull, which split into two, then three, until he was performing various tricks with about 5 heads along with various swords and daggers, also made of fire. He also added some hops, handstands and backflips in for good measure. In reality, this kind of performance was impossible for the young man as he had little, if any, acrobatic skill. But thanks to his magic ability, it was just a matter of manipulating the fire his awakened form was made from, and doing it in a way that convinced the viewer he had weight and realistic anatomy. Actually, even the ‘smoke’ was just fire that he had altered to suck in light instead of emit it.

And now, Ixa walked onto one of the center stands. Around him, contestants would feel a chill when he passed, even those such as Demor and Rayia would notice. This was not anyone getting spooked, but rather the temperature dropped several degrees around Ixa as he took center stage. He then winked at everyone and gave a nice little bow...and then it began.

Huge pillars of ice errupted, majestically being shined upon by the sun as their smoothness and quality was beyond the measure of a normal ice sculptor. And because Ice Sculptors did not rely on magic power, their creations were often of higher quality then an Ice Sculpture produced by a mage as they could focus more of their mind on the details. It was more direct and not through magic power, so they could be more precise and of higher quality.

But Ixa, he was different. It was not magic that propeled him, or at least not only magic. He himself had command over the ice and snow, as if he was the very thing itself.

Furthermore, one could only really tell that he was wearing a blue sweatshirt. It was so oversized, but his legs that were not covered were bare as if the cold did not bother him. And right now, he had actually left his shoes by the side of the stage, so he was standing on ice without it bothering him, as he rode his creation up to the top.

At the same time, to add some flare, snow and ice particles floated and danced around him, creating a glitterdust effect around his creation that captivated the audiences even more. And with the addition of his red eyes and snow white hair, he couldn't help but draw attention to himself.

And then, the ice he was standing on shattered, and revealed him to be standing on top of a refined bird ice sculpture as the particles fell all around him. Surely enough, the applause went wild for him...as well as another. Rivyan, off in the distance, seemed to have also caused a huge stir, including the fact he created three dozen rainbow colored birds at once.

Meanwhile, Astral and Luna were having their own rivalry go on. Suddenly, the entire day turned to night, and a moon appeared overhead. This moon let down a beam of light, a spotlight if you will, that focused on Luna as he went into song, using his charismatic, if not really manly, voice to soothe and capture the audiance....or at least, that was how it started.

But then, several blasts of starlight came and exploded next to the stage, and then illuminated Astral, who counter sung him...

Well, to put it simply, the two tried to outdo each other and it turned into a duet of sorts? Its better not to question those two when it comes to rivaling each other.

As for Azaken...he was putting on a show. With enough pyrotechnics to make Allo cringe a little and be worried from all his visions, Azaken did what Azaken did best...cause a chaotic scene and attract attention. In retrospect, he had a brilliant personality for all this, although thanks to his disguise no one had recognized him yet...or even that he released a powerful hallucinogen to affect some of the contestants.

As for Jaune, he had summoned Kimaru and was doing a one boy one spirit routine, creating rings of magic and then hopping through them while bringing around storm and lightning for special effects. As for Shinku, he was proving fire magic could do more then just destroy. From the fire, he forged and smelted metal he had brought with him, and used the fires to take shape and form all sorts of things. For while all forms of fire he was good with, his true specialty relied on the creation power of fire, and its ability to change and manipulate things.

Cyrus of course showed off his flying ability, taking to the skies, moving around freely, and showing a clear domination of the air above. He also made use of his skills with a bow and shot targets down as they appeared, while also always giving the audience a smile.

ANd in one corner, Nao...showed something spectacular with his lightning. Not only did he become lightning, but he created a sort of sphere, in a way line art or constellations, with his lightning and made it form all sorts of things around him. It expanded and grew, and showed everyone a new side of lightning they would not have expected as the lightning projections moved about around him and put on a circus show.

As for the judges, they looked ojbectively and inquisitively.

"Truly, that contestant...Nao Toreta...what an interesting application of lightning".

Trisha said that as she admired Nao.

"Indeed, it seems like we have some talented storm users all around. Look at that one boy Jaune, or that one sorcerer Demor. Truly, we are seeing some unique and exceptional displays of storms".

Allo mentioned that as he tried to look as if he was enjoying eager, like there were not certain people out there who seemed to enjoy giving him heart attacks...such as Emerin on accident various times, and Azaken because its Azaken.

Lyrian however eyed Altian and Emerin.

"I liked those two the best so far. They know their strengths and weaknesses, and compensate for each other. They also understood you really could work together for this event...and their ability to understand and read each other's actions and react. Although I do want to see what they can handle solo, as a team they seem quite formidable".

"Well....I think that Rayia is rather nice. She is not pushing the limits but instead keeping it safe and elegant. A rather wonderful display".

"Oh oh! BUt look at those two! Its weird, I think Astral and Luna are trying to compete against each other only...but they have unmistakable turned into a great duet!"

"I will give them that".

"They way they use Lunar and Astral Magic is magnificent".

"I think that one woman, Elysia Ryder, also shows potential as well..."

The commentators continued to make observations and remarks, occasionally pointing out a negative but mostly it was positive. Although, as people were still performing, they were not done yet and continued to give on the spot commentary as the last few people got their shows in.

On their stage, Norme and Jezebeth stood back to back, rather intense looks on both of their faces.

So, shortstack, what do you suggest we do first, hrm? You know we're not suited for this, at least with these rules in place.

I know. We have no choice though. We have to put on a display that can rival these around us. We'll just roll with some improvisation. It just means I'll be using Roaming Pit a lot. If you can use Lava Wall inside the pits, that may be a solid appeal round.

Oh, my Norme. You're so intelligent! I might just be smitten, mmm hmm hmm!

The duo began their appeals, first with Norme glowing with an orange aura as magic flared off of him, a large orange gate opening upon the floor at one edge of their arena. From within, several orange horned demonic creatures climbed out, each one appearing menacing and durable, their total eventually coming to number about 20.

Jezebeth stood opposite Norme and channeled magic herself to encase their arena within four walls of igneous rock that spanned several feet wide and high. Several glowing orange lines cracked through their construction, brimming with a desire to burst.

Following the summoning of the creatures, Norme gave the order for them to rush forward, an order he followed by immediately opening several pits upon the arena's floor. Each pit began moving in erratic motions to try and catch each demon, their display being used to form several symmetrical patterns as some caught demons while others missed.

Jezebeth then used a burst of magic to crack the walls, spilling lava into the arena, and into each pit, filling each to full capacity, and even overflowing them. As the lava spilled over, Norme created a massive earthquake that cracked the floor thusly to allow him and Jezebeth elevated land to stand upon as lava filled in the now encased stadium, the pits being used to swallow the summoned demons.

However, just when it seemed to be finished, the demons reemerged from the lava, looking entirely different. They had changed and become more fearsome in appearance. Red colored with fire spewing from their heads and extra horns, they seemed even more aggressive. Jezebeth then broke the walls entirely, allowing the lava to spread across the arena floor while the demons began running amok, attempting to interfere with some of the lesser competitors.

At this point, as Norme and Jezebeth moved to finish, a laugh Norme didn't want to hear echoed throughout the entire Colosseum, audible to all. Similarly, a musical beat began playing throughout, audible to all.

From the sky, an entrant; a figure flying in, was warping the immediate area around her, creating a bizarre visual effect that normally was only visible when black holes were involved. Upon a closer look, she was not flying traditionally, but rather, was surfing the air. Seeing all the flair and magic going on already, she changed her course and glided straight through the performances of other contestants. Any magic that strayed near her was wrapped around her as if pulled in by an intense force that it couldn't escape. As the magic swirled around her form, it simply vanished, as if consumed by whatever effect surrounded her.

Swooping low, the ground-based performances were next to be disrupted, whole figures and shapes being disrupted and consumed into the vortex that seemed to surround her. Passing over Norme's lava field, she began to glide the lava as it rose up and curled around her before being sucked into her as everything else was. She even took the lava walls with her.

Changing her glide to a pose of traditional flying, she continued her path of disruption as two brilliant beams of light began emanating from her. With precision, she landed on the most central of available arenas as her collected magic from everyone else's performances ejected with brilliant power in the beams of light, forming several stage effects and elements needed for a performance.

Striking a post in her idol uniform, miniskirt and all, that had a vague militaristic tone to it with the peaked cap and vest, she awaited the creation of two backup dancers, created entirely out of the same magic that created her venue. With speakers, lights, and all sorts of effects, the music picked up as she began a striking walk forward. With attention presumably on her, she spoke, her voice audible as before, magic augmenting her headset and speakers.

Greetings, people of Questrios City! To all my fans, and those soon to be, it's so great to see your support of myself in this competition! But no competition is complete without the main feature! Enjoy the main attraction!

With almost flawless timing, the girl and her magic created backup dancers began their synchronized and practiced dance routine to the music, a song that she sang with a level of forwardness uncommon even among seasoned singers.

--

I can't keep up with you as you say such nonsense
You ask, "Can I do what I want?"
Who do you think you are?

Just be quick on the uptake and get what I want even without telling
But be sure not to see into my thoughts
You can touch me only when I let you
Just keep wagging your tail and stay

Screaming is just vulgar
I won't let you say you can't go on any longer
Make me moan and satisfy me
I don't know what brilliant ecstasy feels like

I want to know
Just let me know
With your warm hands
Hey, hold me tight

I hate love tactics
They're just irritating
Shall we act like our feelings have gone cold?
Do whatever you want

Shall I attach a collar to you?
I wonder if a leash makes you a little tamer?
You behave better as a pet dog
Anyway, listen to me
Your answer should be just one bark, okay?
Stop barking and back off a little bit

Shouting is just vulgar
I'd say you're pathetic if you can't go on any longer
Fascinate me with your technique
Love me at full blast until I go off

I won't be attracted to you or fazed
You ask, "Won't you come over here?"
But I won't fall for that
I won't let you do what you want
I'm a killer lady

The one who's blind is not me but you, right?
You have no choice
Answer yes, or yes!
Yes, very good~ ♥

Screaming is just vulgar
I won't let you say you can't go on any longer
Make me moan and satisfy me
I don't know what brilliant ecstasy feels like

Ahh! I utter an exclamation with grace
I won't tolerate that anymore
Did you get it? Hey, are you listening to me?
You ask, "Can I do what I want?" …how selfish!

You're so sly
Just for today
With your warm hands
Hey… hold me tight

--

Throughout the song, itself a darker and more mature piece despite her apparent youth and age, the dancing could almost be considered a little provocative with some of the motions, though every bit of the performance had magic strewn throughout, literally using everyone else's magic she siphoned to power the magical flair she added to her performance.

Additionally, some of those present would feel quite taken by her music, definitely growing a liking for it that wasn't present at the start. The more they listened, the more this feeling grew. It was subtle, and easily shaken with even a fraction of willpower, but it also felt like it was purposefully being extremely subdued to the point of near ineffectiveness.

After a short time, she ended the song accordingly, finishing as she always did a show, with some dialogue and a reminder of the post-round handshake events she would be participating in, where they could shake hands with her, and procure an autograph. The magic that formed her stage began fading, returning to her in the same vortex as before. This time, however, the magical energy that was absorbed simply vanished, and was no more.

Norme himself actually seemed to get upset, which was apparently rare enough that Jezebeth was intrigued, moving to his side in her usual flirty fashion, as if to see what was wrong.

As everyone finished their first event and everything finally settled down, the commentators were still at it, pointing out all sorts of things, bringing up interesting dialogue, and so on. Everything seemed to be all well and good, and while there were those that really stood out, there were also a few who...well, no one really remembered them. Plenty of people who were clearly only focused on combat fell out as well, and so the first event was finally completed.

And then, projected onto the sky above, a screen that showed all the people who passed was put up. Everyone who had made an impact was on it, and there were still hundreds of people left. That showed just how large the event would be though, as if that many were left, there would clearly be many more rounds to eliminate the competition.

And with that, Aedrios Gale stepped forward and began to address everyone.

"Well done to everyone! As you can see, the winners have been decided! But for those who did not make it, do not lose heart! For everyone surely made a marvelous effort in their performance for the first round! Now, there will be a break for everyone to rest up and recharge, before we get into the second event that will happen today! We have prepared locker rooms for the contestants to rest in, eat your fill of food and beverages, and shower off or change if you feel it is needed. After all, the second event...shall be a race! But don't be fooled into thinking it will just be a normal race, so make sure you are properly prepared...and ready for anything".

With those ominous words, the doors to the locker rooms were open, and several scents of delicous and delectable food could be picked up from within. During the break, they would also be showing various scenes and performances from the last event, in case two epic performances happened at the same time which caused the audiance to miss one or the other.

ANd inside the locker room, which was rather large, there was a large main room full of benches and tables, a buffet table larger then any seen before, some rather nice ambient music, drinks of all kinds, some workbenches for people to work on or adjust their gear, sports shower rooms to shower off and cool down, as well as lockers to store anything of excess that one might not want to weigh them down during the race. There was also a supply of people in maid and butler uniforms to help assist anyone with anything they could.

...of course, the way it was said...

"Speed is going to be important" Jaune mentioned to Shinku and a few others nearby, as he sat down on a bench and too off his shoes and socks to relax. He also had Kimaru appear, who began to blow magic wind on them both. "But I doubt the race is going to stick to the stadium. They will have it all planned out and monitored of course, but if I had to guess, the race will involve Demon Beasts and traps. Not to mention other contestants".

"I suppose a wind attribute person like yourself would think that...though I am surprised you are putting thought into it at all. You typically just go all free willed and roll on instinct" Shinku added as he grabbed some food and began fueling up. "Well, its rare to say this, but you are probably not wrong. It depends on the specifics, which they are being so shrouded with".

Akamaru appeared on Shinku's back...but in his humanoid form, as a young boy with red ears and a red tail. He pointed at a few male and female contestants who were by the showers, taking off their gear and clothes and some already entering the showers. "Should we shower too? It seems like others are doing it".

"Akamaru! Just, go back into your animal form! Not here!" he said, and the boy became a fox.

"So shy...but we cant lost now, so early into it!"

"Just...shut up. Jaune, how about you..."

But Jaune had already done the same, left his clothes folded in a locker nearby. "Come on Shinku!"

Shinku just facepalmed, remembering again that Jaune was always like this. Never listening, never being concerned, just jumping right in...

On the other side, Ixa was near Ryder, stuffing his face with more food then should fit into his body. On the other side was Snowflake, although she had shrunk down her form so it was not a hassle.

"I hope the race goes through someplace cold. That would be the most ideal for me".

"You should probably be prepared for heat. Looks like a number of people are fire users".

And budging into the group was Nao.

"To be fair, a lot of mages are fire users. Its the most common, at least that is what it feels like. They all hear stories of fire and fire and more fire, so they go fire. I prefer lightning myself. How about you...Ryder was it? Name is Nao. Nao Torretta".

"You going to change too? It looks like a lot of people are layering down, shorts and shirt. Some are even just going shorts".

"Well, admittedly one of the reason people are changing is because the feel of wearing fresh clothes will feel less burdening to them, improving their mental fortitude. Also, a lot of people who won were those who gave it past their all, so they built up sweat. The smart thing to do would be to shower that off, and wear fresh clothes, as it will make it easier to move in and let you be faster and more efficient. But...well, lets just say there is an advantage with my stuff to where using the same gear is helpful. That said...showering off might be best".

"Wait...your gear is special?"

"Hey, I aint answering that anymore. We are competitors after all" Nao said with a smile.

Cyrus meanwhile had taken out a brush, and was brushing off his wings. He wanted to have them in the best condition possible for when they raced, since having them would surely give him an advantage.

"I should probably anticipate part of the race going underground though. Whether they limit it to the city, or take it outside, there are plenty of caves and underground tunnels along with subways. And if they use spacial magic, it could go from the mountains to the deserts to the arctic. Its a gamble basically. Carry too little, and you may be unprepared. Carry too much, you might be overencumbered. In other words, the race is not just about speed. That should be obvious from the start. This test is about cleverness as well, and how we will use our magical abilities to deal with the situation...this is going to be so much fun!"

And Azaken was...he seemed to be sitting calm and still? Even if he was using a fake name, his fake personality was not usually this calm...if his mind was still where his body was, anyways...

I will just take a peek at the race, and have some long range summoning gates put some monsters in areas to make this more interesting. Get their focus away, prepare for even more mischief...

And Astral and Luna meanwhile, were preparing in their own way...eating large amounts of food to fuel up, while arguing about what the best food was at the table.

And Emerin, he was trying to pull Altian all over the place.

"We should try this out! And this! Look at this delicious food! Oh, I wonder if their showers are like back home also. What do you think we will see during the race? You think it will be a tag team race? A three legged race? Maybe we get chased around by monsters? Oh oh, what magic do you think that person can do?"

"How about asking me instead of your friend?" Rivyan mentioned as he sighed. "And for the record, I can use all sorts. Maybe you will see them during the race".

The chaos of having so many mages, with all their various personalities, was becoming clear as they socialized and interacted with each other in the room.

Elysia couldn't help but snicker at Nao's interjection, or rather at the idea of the people unfortunate enough to try melting Ixa's ice... There were plenty of his pursuers who had tried that after all, only to be sorely disappointed before wising up.

"Yes", she answered to his following question. "Nice to meet you Nao. You can call me Elysia if you'd like."

As Nao started to talk to Ixa, distracting the boy Elysia took the chance to grab some of Ixa's food from his plate. She surveyed the room as she began munching on it. She couldn't help but notice once more just how many of the group were children. Talented children for sure, and she was looking forward to what they'd become in the future, but somehow she couldn't take most of them serious as competition.

She noticed one of Ixa's siblings in the group, and figured that they'd probably go talk to him later.