Bliss the Talented

Everyone's eyes were looking above the field as they waited to see what number would be revealed. As the firework-like magic burst away, the first number was 54.

"Wait a second, how do we know whose number belongs to who?" Max asked as he looked around.

Then from their group that were sat together, the white uniform that Bliss was wearing was starting to glow.

"Ah, Bliss." The little tower master said, "Looks like you will be going first, I have high hopes for you."

Bliss stood up confidently and walked past the students in the stands to head down the field. She was now stood on one end of the area near the tower masters.

"So who wants to be a judge first?" Roy asked with his feet up on the table.

"Well, if you're volunteering for us," Mia replied.

"Tut, Fine." Roy then stood up from his seat and walked to the centre of the field.

"Please declare what class of opponent you would like to go against."