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"Vyricia! Please, give your applause!" came the voice of a man upon a stage. He used some form of spell to amplify his voice over the massive crowd. "Today, we give welcome to the rise of our newest Phoenixians!"

The crowd consisted of every citizen of Crix, and all the visitors. They all were forced to be present. Including Star, more commonly known as "Blue Mist". She wasn't paying much attention to the ceremony, mostly because she didn't care for politics. She knew another Phoenixian was going to take the reins, and another era of bad choices and dramatic fighting would ensue. She knew many of the fighters that were present at the ceremony. Not personally, of course, but she'd heard their names. There was 'Wiseman', and his partner, Nai-lee. There was the leader of the Damel clan, Victor. There was also, further back in the crowd, Lyr Gilliot. This was just to name a few of the faces, though.

A round of forced applause came through the crowd. Most people didn't care about who their Phoenixians were. Others were jealous. A small percentage actually cared. The group that cared most were the Draconians, since they were the advisers for the Phoenixians. Three people emerged from behind a velvet curtain upon the stage. All the onlookers forced more applause.

"Akira, our Phoenixian Bladesman!" The announcer gestured to a tall, muscular man. He was wearing a full body cloak, completely black from head to ankle. His hood was down, though, so all could see his face. From his shaggy, medium length black hair to his dark crimson eyes, and from his pearly white teeth to his flawless complexion, he was truly handsome. He had been a Draconian for less than a year before he challenged the Phonixian and indeed won. That sort of thing was unheard of. Though, one look at his armaments would speak to his ability. Even now, he had a katana at his left hip, a kusarigama on the right, and a bow slung over his shoulder. Equipped for all ranges, it seemed.

Then came the next man to the front after the applause ended. "Our Phoenixian Sapper, Rylar!" This man was as thin as a twig, and wore clothes that suited that. Looking at him, one would guess that he never ate. Pale skin, pronounced bones, and dull white hair. He used his bow, and an extensive knowledge of traps to defeat his foes. He often worked with Akira to lure opponents to their doom. When the applause died, the final Phoenixian came forward.

"Our Phoenixian Enchantress, Misu!" This girl wore all green robes, which was par for an Enchantress. Star looked down at her own robes, which were all black, with a blue star over her heart. They were sewn by her mother, and she would never wear any other outfit to her battles. Looking back to Misu, Star noticed that the female had a scar across her neck, one that wasn't there before the fight. Star laughed a little to herself. This likely meant that during the epic 3v3 battle, Misu had died, and had to be revived after the battle. Misu was far from the best Enchantress, but she was carried up the ranks by Akira and Rylar, who were geniuses in their fields. Misu simply got by because of her looks. She was admittedly very beautiful.

The ceremony continued. Each of the Phoenixians were given their crowns. They were showered with gifts. All the things customary to the Phoenixian title. And everyone had to watch. Star sighed. She'd seen this many times before, but it never got any more interesting. One of Star's friends, Rin, was there with her. "I think they should have let Misu stay dead, eh Star?"

Star giggled. "Mm. She's not really what I would call an idol." she said. She looked over at her Huntress friend, Rin, and shot her a smile. The two of them continued to affably chat while the ceremony continued, and eventually concluded. Akira, Rylar, and Misu were now the official Phoenixians of Vyricia. Wonderful.

As Star walked away from the gathering, she noticed the dead body of the previous three Phoenixians being carried unceremoniously out of the Vyrician arena. She couldn't distinguish one pile of hacked up flesh from another, which only spoke to the brutality of the current leaders. They all may be number one in their disciplines, but in Star's mind, they would score low on the ranking of the best Phoenixians.