[b]Niti Laevis[/b]

The halls are a bit busier than expected as Niti made his way toward his desired destination. Or, at the very least, the direction he hoped would lead him there. Directions shouldn't (hopefully) pose much of a problem. Left or right, this whole stadium was a gigantic circle so it didn’t matter either way. Sure, he had gotten lost before (a lot), but he got better at navigation. A circle was easy-cheesy... maybe. 

People both young and old mingled near the walls and railings, a few people hurried toward their seats, and others stood in long lines for the toilets. The Soap Mage maneuvered his way around the crowds with ease and in quick steps, managing to even pass by a person who was balancing a mountain load of snacks and popcorn in their arms without much trouble.

Every time he passed by an opening or a balcony, out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the match in short glimpses. A few ice there and a giant energy beam here. It wasn't long before he felt tempted to watch and, being a slave to his own temptation, he finally stopped and looked over the heads of the audience. 

“Whoa, look at them go.” Niti let out a low whistle as the battle was heating up. He began to hop up and down, waving his arms above his head. “GO STACY! GO SAGE! YOU LOVELIES COULD DO BETTER!” He hollered in contribution to some team spirit. Down below, one of the Harpies prepared an impressive-looking arm canon while the other stood ready with flaming arrows. On the other side, Stacy stood next to… err… 

“…Dreamboat’s missing.” Niti raised an eyebrow, lowering his arms with a slight affectionate roll of his eyes. Of course he would disappear. The blind mage did have a tendency of doing that even with his own guild mates. It was part of the whole lone-wolf image Sage managed to cook up and maintain. He was doing a good too since he still got this air of mystery going for him.

With a sigh, Niti pouted and turned away from the battle, continuing his path down the crowded halls.
 
“Does anyone know the quickest way to the judges’ booth?” He asked out loud to no one in particular, mostly to himself.