Fifth day of the Great Spring Tournament.
The sun shone brightly in the blue sky, where white, cotton-like clouds moved slowly with the wind.
The forest remained tense, with the irregular movements of wild beasts and the destruction of villages increasing in number, to the point that only those near the city had been spared.
As for the city, it was turning a blind eye to the danger that would soon arrive at its gates.
In addition, the Great Spring Tournament was in its final stages; today the quarterfinals would be fought, and tomorrow the semifinals.
Meanwhile, in the coliseum, everyone was excited about the fights that would take place that day.
Amid the vast, sandy desert, the presenter, with his usual enthusiasm, looked out at the audience with sparkling eyes. For him, there was no greater honor than being part of such a huge event.
After clearing his throat, he began in a vibrant tone:
