Libertus' Rise to the Top

It was bright day, glorious day, the crowd roaring from the stands, rising to greet the champions emerging from the entrance and into the monumental arena that laid before the wizards. Among them, a large, muscular man, showcasing a massive pompadour of such epic proportions was the first to greet the deafening fans, it was none other than Kazuma, the guild's newest member, treading along the the road in front of him with great pride to have the opportunity to represent Libertus this year in the Grand Magic Games. He pulls out a knife, exposing a comb to which he begins to stylize his hair. "Can you feel it boys? People are going to remember us after today," he begins to wave at the adoring crowds, with Kazuma flex his muscles in rapid succession. The announcer begins to list the names of the contestants coming into the arena, the spectators chanting the name of Libertus at the top of their longs, and for a second, Kazuma takes a minute to enjoy the exhilaration rushing through him as the contest was minutes away from starting.