Arena, Trinity Academy.
The arena was buzzing with excitement. Today was the last day of the competition in Trinity, and the finals were about to begin. What made it even more exciting was that their home teams had managed to reach all the way to the finals.
"We will go with the plan, and crush these people." Melan was obviously the person in the lead. He had taken the position of Melee as he was not good with long ranged weapons.
He then looked at a guy who was standing in front of him with a gloomy aura around him. His gaze was fixed towards the Arcane stands, and it was filled with intense hostility for some reason.
This guy was Olsen Roxley, the son of Omen Roxley, who had passed away a little while ago. He was also the ace of the Trinity in the current event. It was said that he was the best archer in all of the Academies.