Two weeks left before the tournament began.
Today was the first day of a new week.
But instead of attending the lessons, Mika was in a cell in the academy's own jail, which took the shape of a great tower in the midst of trees and bushes.
"..."
Even though it was in the middle of the day, Mika was sleeping on the cold floor made of stones.
In his small cell, which only fit one to two people, was almost nothing. No bed, no chair, no chains and nothing, that could be used as a bed.
There was only a small and dirty bathroom sink.
"Mika Elbar. I'm here again with your food."
"..."
He slowly opened his eyes, when he heard the voice of the person, who took care of the tower's prisoners.
Said person was also one of the people, who took part in the previous incident, where Mika was taken into custody.
"Lisa Vonder... It's you again..." he muttered with scorn.
"Yes, it's me again." she replied.