Across Grimholt City, flying mounts were landing one after another at the city's arrival ports.
The skies above the floating city were unusually busy. Massive flying tigers, sleek winged serpents, and even the incredibly expensive wyverns descended from the clouds as their riders arrived from every corner of the continent.
A large number of people were pouring into the city.
They had all come for the same reason.
The fighting tournament that would begin the very next day.
This was not just any ordinary competition. It was an event where some of the most talented members of the younger generation would be fighting in front of nobles, merchants, and powerful organizations from across the realm.
No noble house or influential group would willingly miss such an opportunity to observe the academy's rising stars.
But the excitement had grown even larger after a shocking announcement.
