Under A Scorching Sun

The first to approach the box was Zenki. He cautiously placed his hand inside, gripping onto one of the metal pieces at the bottom of the box. This only added to the tension of the nervously awaiting audience. Swiftly Zenki's hand was raised and when he opened it a sigh of relief escaped from his lips. Silver, this was indeed his lucky day as a smile blossomed on his face.

Next was for him to select a name and with haste, he grabbed onto a piece of parchment which combusted into a harmless blue mist spelling out a name for all to see- Niesha. When seeing this Zenki felt it was not such a bad draw. He then turned his attention to Niesha, offering a playful smile. It could be seen he exuded confidence in his abilities for their destined battle.