The soft melody of a piano filled The Council's House. Flowers lined the vestibule, some wrapping the staircases, while others were pinned to the wall. 

They continued to follow Servus until they reached a long hallway. It, like the rest of the house, was all white and filled up with flowers that lined with ginormous windows. As they walked through the hallway they began to feel the air get colder. Felichs noticed a group of seven individuals sitting at a table in the middle of a garden. Each of them were covered from head to toe in white garments. The one thing that stood out though were the mask consisting of different colors: lilac, pink, orange, navy blue, yellow, red, but the one that stuck out the most was a mask that was all white. Suddenly, Felichs stopped dead in their tracks as chills ran down their spine. They could feel every pair of eyes staring dead at them.

"Ooouu, is that them? Are they the one? They're so beautiful" 

"BWAHAHA Pauper, eh? You sure know how to pick 'em?"

"V, I'm still not so sure of them…" 

"Pahaha, don't fret Alba, I'm more than sure. Matter of fact I'd bet it on the flowers of Eirini. Also Please refrain from saying too much, that one is very, very special."

Although Felichs wasn't able to see their faces they knew which one was Tournament. The two stared each other down. Neither moving an inch. The intensity of these two made the hairs on everyone's body stand straight up. As the situation grew more intense small cracks started to form in the windows and on the ground. Felichs began to reach for their knife and Tournament started to remove their gloves.

"I've never seen you get this intense, I like it!" Giggled the smaller one.

"BWAHAHA! Maybe they aren't just some brat from the slums after all." The tallest figure chuckled as he swung around his axe.

"You two calm yourselves. This clash might be too much for you two, heck I don't even think I stand a chance either. And you…,you stupid mongrel. Remove them at once or else!" Alba chastised as she directed her words at Servus

He could feel his heart pound even harder, as if it were being forcefully pumped.

"P-p-please, y-y-you mustn't interrupt t-t-them. What is this I'm feeling, it feels…hot…the intensity alone could burn this house down… Dear Eirini, I could only imagine what would happen if these two clashed."

Servus grabbed Felichs by the shoulders and took them to their room with haste. It was a beautiful large, white room with brilliant chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. Everything in the room was white, from the blankets on the bed to the carpet on the floor. There was also a table against the wall with different types of food and drinks. 

"Haha! It's for you, my boy. Well, you and your roommates, so make sure to save them some."

"Baked! Mashed! Chopped! Even these weird sticks look so good! Who knew you could use potatoes in so many fantastic ways" Felichs thought ignoring the 'boy' comment made by Servus, as drool burst out of their mouth like a broken dam.

"Ibe neber hab foo dih goob," Felichs said as they continued stuffing their cheeks.

Servus broke out into a burst of loud laughter.

"I don't think I've ever seen someone so happy to for food. Although, I guess to someone who's been in your shoes their whole life this must be the best meal you've ever had huh?"

"No. The best meals were the ones I ate with my mom."

"Ah don't fret my dear. I've already had a year's supply of food sent her way. So eat to your heart's content." Assured Tournament. "As for you Servus, your duties are needed elsewhere. Please leave us alone."

Felichs stared Tournament dead in their eyes, the rage fuming in them once again.

"Pahaha! Well if it isn't my good friend Felichs, how are you?" 

"Good friend eh? And here I thought friends gave each other their names, or at least give each other nicknames." 

"As witty as ever now aren't you my dear? Well, don't worry yourself with that. Soon you will know everything you've ever wanted to know. For now, I promise you're in safe hands and if there's anything you need, all you have to do is ring that bell over there on the table." Stated Tournament pointing at the rose-shaped bell. "Oh and another thing, you will be having 4 other roommates, so please do get along. I wouldn't want anything happening to any of you."

"Actually, before you go I gotta ask a question. Why are you doing this?" 

"Hm? What do you mean?" 

"I mean, why are you holding Tournouá Tou Ménos? You said you don't like violence and war, yet it's pretty obvious what'll happen if someone wins that drug. A lot of people are going to die and even more will die after that, because no matter who wins, one person being happy isn't enough. Every other miserable person will come together and do whatever they can to take that person's happiness. Matter of fact how could someone be happy in this in forsaken world even with the help of a drug? That happiness would soon fadeaway. So what the hell are you ACTUALLY planning?! Tell me right now! Stormed Felichs.

A smirk grew on Tournament's face

"I was just thinkin' the same thang." A deep voice said from behind Tournament. "This like creatin' one of them contest to win billion of dollas. There ain't no way on Eirini's green earth that winner walks out alive. Hell, you'd be insane to wanna win this crap. But yuh already know why I'm here so let's cut to the chase. I wanna to kick your ass and then kick his ass too!"

"Oh is that so? What did I-" 

"Now don't play dumb yuh sonna bitch! You know exactly what yuh did!" Interrupted the tall dark-skinned man.

"Wait, wait, wait, who the heck are you and what are you doing here?" 

"I think I'll just excuse myself while you two get aquatinted then, yeah? Oh, and Solis. I'll have Servus bring Nox to you immediately." Said Tournament before exiting the room. "I would also like to offer my apologies. I only wanted to make sure you came as well."

"Dang nab it…ARGH! I hate that crazy bastard." 

"You and me both, guess that makes us friends. So, if you want we can take turns kicking that wack job's ass." Felichs responded while smirking.

"Only if yuh lemme get the first punch."

"Deal. By the way there's food here and it's not poisoned, at least I don't think it is."

"Don't think? Now why ina hell wouldn't yuh know if it was poisoned or not?" Questioned Solis as he scratched his beard.

"Well, I mean never ate poison so I wouldn't REALLY know how it tasted." 

"A wise fella eh? Wait…are yuh a fella or a lady or a-" 

"Hehe. How about we worry about that later?"

"Yeah, I'm more interested in knowing how some youngin' got mixed up in this mess. Funny nuff they kinda 'mind me of that Tournament fella, couldn't tell if either one pissed standin' up or sittin' down. Strange world we're livin' in."

"Well, I can guarantee you it's not as interestin' as whatever your story is." Responded Felichs as they hopped onto one of the beds.

The two of them sat down and ate. Afterward, they through their trash away then sat down and talked amongst each other.

"Damn, so that's how you ended up here...I'm sorry that happened." 

"Yeah, that's why I can't wait to get my hands on that bastard!" 

"WAHAHA! Yuh should've seen 'em Nox, they nostrils was flarin'." Solis howled as he took a big bite of the turkey leg. "Serves 'em right, kickin' little ol me out of Spes just cuz I got an unusual friend."

"Well when you're a friend of a wolf that's larger than most people, can you really be surprised?" 

"Eh, it don't matter what yuh looked like, them fellas woulda never accepted yuh. Them Spesians got no care for any outsiders, hell they barely care for their own. But ain't no point in cryin' over the past now is there? When NOW is the time that we feast my four-legged friend!

As Nox sat beside him, the two ate every last bite of the stolen food. While he was against Solis' actions, he never questioned his motives.

"I can tell something pains you brother. I hope one day you will forgive yourself." Nox thought to himself.

As the two ate, Nox's ears pointed towards the sky sensing danger.

He let out a deafening howl, "Solis! We must move now! There's a disturbance in the forest!"

Solis responded in a just as deafening yell, "WAHAHA! First dinner and now dessert! What a perfect night, wouldn't you say Brother!"

The two leapt up and charged toward the disturbance. Nox and Solis were like brothers. Ever since Solis had saved Nox from a group of Spesian hunters, the two formed an unbreakable bond. Solis used to live in Heros, the capital of Spes, until he severed all ties with them. Heros was the last remaining city in Spes as the others had been destroyed during the peak of the wars. Because of this Heros had become a brutal city that forced its citizens to join in on the fight for Emovere. Solis' separation had more to do with his own experiences and less to do with their rejection of Nox, but his companion never tried touching the subject. With nowhere to go, he made a home in the forest with Nox. The wolf was hailed as the king of this forest, Sanctus Silva, so every other animal welcomed Solis. For their kindness, he vowed to help Nox protect the wildlife from harm. Eventually, the two learned how to work as a powerful duo mimicking each other's movements and making up for what the other lacked. Both had grown so close in fact, that they were able to understand each other's speech.

They made their way through the forest as fast as they could. Nox would take the ground and Solis would jump from tree to tree as if he were an animal himself. The duo would switch positions, as it became a tactic to confuse enemies and cover their tracks. When they arrived to spot where Nox smelled the scent the strongest a difficult situation presented itself to the two.

"Now why the..." Nox said as he slowly crept forward.

"Now hold on patna. Calm yuh self. We needa figure out why the heck yuh siblin' are fightin' each other"

As the two looked on, both grew more worried. The animals of Sanctus Silva haven't fought each other in years as a sign of respect for the fallen warriors of Spes. With the situation as unfamiliar as it was, both watched on from the bushes.

As the wolves fought amongst each other, one stood out amongst the pack. One as black as night, took down the others one by one until there were two left. It  was barely able to stand as it had multiple bite and scratch marks, this is when Solis and Nox made their way out to approach it.

"There, there boy calm yuh self,. What's angerin' yuh?"

As Nox tended to the other,  he approached the wolf snarling at it.

"Solis! That wolf's NOT native, get back!" 

"Eh? Whadda mean? I think yuh nose finally betrayed yuh patna."

"Oh, but quite the contrary my savage friend." A voice said aloud from behind a tree. "The furball is spot on."

"Eh? Who's there? Come out nice and slow now and maybe I'll let yuh live." 

"Oh? Well, I promise you when I say this, I mean no harm. I merely came to visit you. I have something very important for you." The person responded as they walked out from behind the tree with their arms raised.

"Yuh dress rather odd feller…or lady…? What's your name there?"

"Pahaha, I have many names depending on who you ask, some more untrue than others, but you can call me Tournament, creator of Tournouá Tou Menos. As for my gender, is that really important? Sure you're a handsome man, but I don't think either of us will be having intercourse with each other at any point. So, why care what it is?

"Tournouá Tou Ménos, eh? Yeah, I've hearda that. A buncha weirdos keep runnin' 'round through my home at the ass crack of dawn hollerin' bout it." 

"My apologies, I could've sworn I told them that I'd come here myself. After all, you're someone I felt was such a special person — someone I had to meet in person!" Gushed Tournament as they marveled over Solis, until slowly revealing a small box to them. "I do hope this'll make it up to you, my dear. And again I would love to extend my sincerest of apologies for my colleagues. This is sacred ground and as such, it should be respected by all of those who are its visitors.

He accepted the gift, but kept their attention on the person in front of them as they slowly opened the gift. Inside was two things: a letter with Solis' name on it and long, thin box. As he read over the note, Nox focused his large, blue eyes on Tournament who stood in front of them and the mysterious wolf who lay behind them.

"Brother…please keep your focus, I feel as though our current position is not an advantageous one."

As he neared the end of the note, Solis let out a soft chuckle before opening the other box. 

"How many of 'em...did yuh kill?" 

"I beg your pardon?" 

"I said, HOW MANY OF 'EM DID YUH KILL, YUH SONNA BITCH!" 

"So, this is how you choose to react? Honestly, I expected more from you. Then again, any man who would let someone scar his body, but not kill them isn't really a man to begin with." Tournament said as they pointed behind the duo. "Solid feel free to go all out."