Stephan the Guard

The queue for the stadium was long, very long. The line started right on the entrance and it went down the eight stairs of the eight entrances and down to the streets.

The people that lined up for today's competition were all filled with glee, excitement feeling their insides. It was a new day and it was a great day for a competition. The skies were bright and the wind was just in the right amount of cold and warm.

"Wow," Elliot breathed out as he watched the number of people present in the event. Even the stadium was filled with decorations, floatees and confetti that filled the entire stadium.

Frederick and Luck met up with them to pick up Lance earlier. For now, it was just the nine participants of the guild that were struck with awe as they watched the ant colony-like number of people. The others were at a queue in the other set of stairs.