"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the annual grand tournament of Aroma!! In this very stadium a number of games and battles will be taking place, and the winners will be walking away with fame and fortune!! Are ya ready?!!!"
"Yes!!"
"Are you ready?!!"
"Yes!"
The group plus Ivankov made their way to their waiting rooms. Ivankov kept walking and waved farewell, and the rest stood in front of a large wooden door with a golden lion knob. Magnus twirled the knob around and opened the door. What was laid out in front of them was truly indescribable. A middle eastern interior design with a large theme in the middle. In the far right, four large beds stood next to each in silence. In the far left was a large dinner table. Vases of flowers and fake trees were placed by the large open balcony. The sky is still as beautiful as ever.
Renaissance art work was displayed on the ceiling, conflicting with the middle eastern aspect of the room. The aesthetics of the room clashed with the kingdom's aesthetic in a funny kind of way. While Magnus zoomed around the room in awe, checking every nook and cranny. The already familiarized trio placed their things near the beds. Magnus entered the balcony, a tea table and sofas were present there. The balcony had a great view of the pastel kingdom and he felt like a god watching over them from such a high place.
His ears picked up the screams that were emitting from the stadium. "Guys, let's hurry and explore." Thali, who placed his last item on his bed, turned to him and smiled. "You three go ahead. I think that attack took the energy away from my body." Elvia and Mortale nodded and grabbed Magnus' arms, leaving the room.
Thali set herself on the bed, a heavy sigh leaving her mouth. She laid down, her legs hanging off the front of her bed and placed her arms over her eyes. She bit her lip in frustration as the memories she tried to keep hidden flooded through her mind.
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"That's not enough Thali. With this being your limit, you could only hope to disgrace this tribe." A stern voice spoke out. Coughs came out of young Thali's mouth. Saliva mixed with blood was all over the ground, and her hands were burning from overproduction of flames. Her large hazel looked up and was met with the smirking face of another young girl. She got up, dusting her white dress that did cover one of her shoulders. Her hair was braided into two braids and a golden bracelet was placed on her bicep.
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She wiped the back of her hand and looked straight at her pink haired cocky sister with determination. The old man sitting in the shaded patio stares intensely at Thali, his blood red eyes filled with an emotion no one could quite tell.
"Tamonia! Start attacking." Her sister sprinted towards with a sadistic look on her face. She started spinning the air with fire incorporated kicks coming down on Thali. Thali dodged all of them and flipped backwards. Her father leaned forward in anticipation as to what his daughter was going to do. Thali stood still for a moment, causing Tamonia to stop in her tracks.
Thali placed her hand forward, her palm facing Tamonia and moved the other hand in a circular motion. Tamonia and her old man watched with wide eyes as a flame ring formed around her. All those hours training in the forest. All those hours putting every single part of her body into overdrive has led up to this moment.
A beam formed in her palm and Tamonia got into a defensive stance. "Rayo del sol." The attack went forward, a bright light covering the training ground. When the dust cleared, Thali waited in anticipation if her attack had done anything. Much to her dismay, it didn't even leave a scratch. A large flame shield put up in Tamonia blocked it. The energy she had left her body and she dropped on the ground unconscious, the sound of Tamonia's laughter and her father's disappointed sigh being the last thing she heard.
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Even after all those years, she couldn't even use the attack without the energy being sapped out of her. Just how much did she need to go through to use a basic attack. Her father was right. She was a disgrace. The memories of the family she disowned now retreated to the dark parts of her mind. She had to get strong.
"Thali." Magnus whispered as he leaned over what appeared to be a knocked out Thali. Thali removed her arms of her head and looked at her team fondly. This was her new family and this is where she belonged.
"The tournament is about to begin." Mortale informed. Elvia grabbed her arm and pulled her up. The team laughing amongst each other left the room, ready to dominate this year's tournament.