The Light and Stars That Makes a World Bright.

A bright sun spread it's warming rays across the springing lands, fluffy clouds hanging above the people, taking all manners of shapes and sizes for them to gaze upon. In the midst of a meadow in the center of a forest stood a group of mages, awaiting their opponents. The guild Salamander Shade had issued a formal challenge towards the mages of Gear Chronicle in the desire to improve both their mages in their arts. Seraphine Eden laid sprawled out on the grass, admiring the azure canvas above her, her pristine white dress starting to get stained by the green of the grass. "Master, when are they meant to arrive?" Seraphine asked. "They should be here at any given moment now." Spoke a tall and scaly man, the guild master of Salamander Shade.