Day of the Final Match of the Warden's Way (WW) Battle:
The sun rose from the horizon, tearing away the remnants of darkness. Its golden rays spilled over the colossal circular stadium that crowned the hill near the academy's castle. Built from pale white stone, the structure towered so high, it seemed to touch the very clouds.
Inside the stadium, rows upon rows of seats curved in perfect symmetry, forming a vibrant mosaic of colors—thousands of seats, now beginning to fill with the eager footsteps of spectators. What once looked like a sea of painted stone was swiftly becoming a sea of people.
At the center of the arena stood a raised platform of white marble, streaked with sharp black lines that marked its boundaries like a sacred battlefield. A transparent energy layer shimmered faintly over the platform, pulsing with anticipation.
Floating above it all was a massive black board-like structure. On it, glowing golden letters shimmered with importance:
