Opening Ceremony

Wearing their traditional warrior garbs of woven materials and silk, the proud nomads of the Olrock Tribe of the west stopped in their tracks at the sight of Cielo—in a suit—and Velicia—in a dress while seated in a wheelchair. Their darker tone stood out, creating a fiercer look compared to Cielo and Velicia.

“I thought no kids can watch the battles?” asked the woman beside the bulky man at the center. She leaned forward, showing off her cleavage. “Little girl, tell your big brother to take you to the mall instead of coming here, alright? Your presence here sullies the image of the Trials of Eights.”

Without the presence of the guards, they indeed looked like some lost boy and fragile girl.

A lanky man chimed in. “You both looked familiar though. Are you perhaps the children of the competitors from the Free Cities?”

With raised brows, the woman linked her arm around the unmoving and silent man at the center. “Makes sense.” She observed Cielo and Velicia. “I did not know that the Free
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