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Concordia: Tournament Grounds (A Mystical Upbringing)

Black Lotus, the silent sorceress, had observed her surroundings. Her yellow eyes were primarily on the large creature, and the man drifting it, bringing itself forward to the royal castle, and making itself known, physically. Another proud warrior stood in front of the royal seats. Even standing near her, the sorceress could sense pride in his veins. She came to view of the king's satisfaction regarding the unknown man. He must have been proud of this man's status, as the warrior even stood more heroically than Shien.

He unveiled himself by removing his mask. A face of nobility. He looked so passionate for someone involved in many gruesome battles. As he told the news to the king, Black Lotus had felt negativity in her skin; cold as ice, that it began to give her a chill. Something was not right. Something mysterious, suspicious, and even.....wicked, was hiding in their midst.

"Black Lotus, Demetrius and I need your assistance."

A male voice of royalty called her name, turning her attention to him. She looked at Valius with her irises still golden.

"What do you need me to do?", her words transferred into the king's mind.