Rogue sitting down in the Sabertooth guild with Sting. The two of them were the twin dragon slayers, There was a new member to the Sabertooth guild who would be in the grand magic games. Rogue was a bit interested in the new member but didn’t say anything since the master wasn’t a good person but he knew that if someone was in the grand magic games then they had to be strong like Sting and him.

The day of the grand magic games came and the new member was late. Rogue sighed “They’re late..”