The Crescent Archipelago! Let The Celebrations Begin!

The streets were engrossed with people, the sun was shining, with few select clouds, this day, was almost perfect in Phoenix City, on Mochina Island, an island from the Crescent Archipelago, the children's smiles were wide, as they ran around, playful as anything.

"C'mon, you're going to miss on an battle!" a child said, to another child, with a smile so wide you'd swear it was the happiest times ever.

As the day progressed, there was a place where activities were most concentrated, a stadium, it was huge, enough to fit almost One million people. With large magic screens, to see the action, if you cannot see the battlefield properly. One man, hulking over the rest, was chuckling softly to himself.

"I cannot seem to get enough of this, only every few years, the The Festival of The Phoenix, what wonderous times, mages around the world come to this, just to try and make a name for themselves. Nuk nuk nuk..." he chuckled. "I love these times, it feels as if the entire Archipelago has been reborn." he nodded, with pride.

The man was from Dragon Sword Island. This man's name is Ishikawa. The people around Ishikawa were smiling, and happy. It was indeed, a great day for Mochina Island. Ishikawa, for once, looked untroubled, and nothing was bothering him, even though a few months ago, the King was attacked, but he was back on his feet. He was relieved for this. His eyes glistened in the light, while he was watching the undergoing battle, taking place before him.