"The Seville Empire..." came Lis's very faint whisper from behind, "The strongest mechanical wizard civilization on the East Coast, presided over personally by Master Raphael, Level 6 Mage. I've heard that this time they've sent the top students from the Seville Empire Royal Academy..."
The group continued forward, passing through the landing yard, walking along a corridor lined with silver-leafed trees on both sides for about fifteen minutes before the view opened up.
It was an outdoor plaza, not large, yet extremely meticulously arranged.
In the center stood a black stone monument, ten meters square, with a mirror-smooth surface where countless small runes could be seen flowing slowly within it.
Six crystal pillars of equal height surrounded the monument, each corresponding to the color of a basic element.
Groups of bronze chairs were scattered around the edges of the plaza, with several delegations already taking a break or talking quietly.
Raymond slowed his pace.
