"The Academy's annual Gala..."
Skyler muttered, standing beside Charles, who was selling a bundle of talismans he had crafted in class to a small shop near the talisman department. Their class had ended, and Isaac had brought them there after seeing the talisman Skyler crafted.
Charles followed Skyler's gaze, observing him fixated on a group of second-year Elite students talking excitedly in the distance.
"What Gala?"
Skyler chuckled, already aware. But he remained silent, observing Isaac turn his attention to them, eager to respond.
"It's an annual event starting in about three weeks. Students from other academies are invited to compete. Many arenas are set up for battles. In the end, the victor ascends a golden stage, earning the prestigious title 'Star of the Generation' for a year."
Isaac's usually calm eyes sparkled as he detailed the event to Charles, who nodded.
"Anyone can participate?"
