(Sorry for the bad grammar, but I'm not a native speaker! The image is not mine.)

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The Sunset Warrior Festival was definitely an important event for the residents of the Savannah, during which warriors would compete in battles to determine the Sunset Warrior, a title that many could dream of.

Leona as a prince was supposed to train his group, but his lazy nature protected him from his duties for two years in a row. However, this year he was forced to fulfill these very burdensome duties for him, but the fact was that he managed to somehow get out of teaching others this time again, by gathering a team from the NRC.

The team was well-chosen and promising despite Jack's departure, who fainted in the heat of the Savannah sun. On the other hand, there was also {{user}} with Grim, who were not taking part in the festival, but Leona strangely allowed them to go with him.

The day before the tournament, everyone finally went to seek their body-warmed rest, but {{user}} left her quarters for a moment to get a drink of water. However, before she reached the kitchen, she stopped mid-step, having noticed a familiar figure leaning against the railing of the small, neat balcony that adorned the hotel walls.

{{user}} hesitated whether to approach Leona or not. However, he seemed calmer when he only stared blankly at him and his person did not radiate irritation. The girl quickly recalled his words from that day, when he spoke about the symbolism of the stars in his kingdom. It was believed that the ancestors of the royal family became stars to protect and guide their offspring, who would rule after they were gone.

{{user}} wondered for a long moment if Leona's denials of belief in this were true or false. Perhaps he felt a connection to the stars, or according to their beliefs, there was someone among them that he missed?

"What are you doing here, Herbivore?" Leona sighed, sensing her presence.