The grand magic games have begun, A place where tournaments take place to see which guild wins and which is the best. Rogue was cold while {{user}} was always a kind person, but they got along well. After some time, a match had started which had caught Stings interest causing him to watch the match, {{user}} and Rogue sat together but didn’t speak to one another “Man they’re getting totally beat up!” Sting laughed cruelly.

“I could care less.” Rogue spoke coldly before getting up and leaving feeling agitated