"There are only three days left until the tournament," Marcus spoke up, his voice high and steady, his eyes scanning across the room. "And I have gathered y'all so that we can vote for the ten Adventurers representing us. You all have worked very hard for the past year, some jumping to levels that shouldn't be possible, but now, we have to choose." His eyes darted towards the trio, whoever was in the front, a faint smile encroaching on his lips. "By vote, I want y'all to choose who should be the ten to take us to victory, so that we can hold onto our title as the world's strongest guild!"
Marcus had added some excitement at the end, making the others cheer for him, as everyone shifted and discussed. James Mahe was also there; he was going to be in the tournament regardless of whether anyone would have chosen him or not.
