Her Summon, Crushing the Academy's Tournament

The golden sun rose over the academy, lighting up the Hanging Gardens, where preparations for the festival were already in full swing.

Magical book stalls, enchanted accessories, and potion vendors lined the square's edges. At its center, a massive open arena was being assembled — the main battlefield for the grand tournament of the year.

The Student Council President addressed thousands of students, their families, and esteemed guests. The VIP section brimmed with nobles and mages from various factions.

Knights in golden armor bearing the Ashgrad crest ensured security. Dancers from across the continent performed. Drums echoed in rhythmic steps.

And then, as the Student Council President stepped onto the main stage and uttered the long-awaited words…

"The Royal Academy of Magic thanks all who've gathered for this magnificent celebration. With that… I declare the tournament officially open!"