Preparations

"Let me make this clear from the start," Lily spoke firmly, looking around the table.

"This time, you will not make fools out of yourselves."

Zack rolled his eyes. "What? Last time wasn't so bad!"

Zaroth raised an eyebrow. "Is that why Roran wanted to get drunk so he could try to forget what happened?"

"Alright, there's no need for arguments. We'll just go like this, in our student uniforms," Roran interjected.

In the end, it was decided that they would avoid making any moves that could embarrass them. After eating their fill, they headed for the grand arena.

Zaroth was deep in thought about the progress he had made.

'Sadly, I didn't learn any new spells, just got a bit better at using fireball. My skills with the spear are improving—I think it suits me better than a sword, actually.'

However, not everything was good. He still hadn't managed to find a third beast to resurrect and tame.