[Timeline: 3 Days Before the Tournament]
[Location: Central continent, The Imperial Capital – Industrial District]
"No training today," Mozart announced as he walked into the classroom.
The students of Class F looked up, relieved. Alaric was nursing a bruised shin from fighting golems. Lukas had soot on his face. Elena was polishing her nails with wind magic.
"We are going shopping."
….............…
The Imperial Capital was a marvel of the modern age.
As Class F walked down the main thoroughfare, they were surrounded by the fruits of the "Magitech Revolution", a revolution quietly funded and directed by the Black Thread over the last sixteen years.
Sleek, mana-powered vehicles known as Phantom Type-1s glided silently over the cobblestones.
Massive holographic billboards advertised "Memory Theatres" where one could experience the recorded dreams of famous bards.
"It's amazing," Lukas murmured, looking at a phantom car.
