After the city was back to its former state... somewhat, Vacuse finally decided to host the tournament.
He called all the one hundred to his castle.
The one hundred filled the front of the courtyard facing the castle, most of them filled with anticipation and some were expressionless while others looked on with dark eyes.
New Dawn members were stationed around the place, and atop the castle, coiled around the battlement, was a dragon construct made of steel, and atop it sat the Captain of the guards, Amros.
"We've been waiting here for almost an hour! Is he really going to keep us waiting again? This is the same as the useless cleaning!"
"Hush! You remember we were ninety-nine before they found one more person to join us? If this continues, we might just reduce again before the event starts!"
"You all are just so afraid of him! What's so special about him? The only thing he can use to bully others is his guards! Why doesn't he come here and let's fight it out!"
