In a stadium roughly the size of a football field, stood a thousand plus children in the Nazu graduation uniform, and at the forefront of the army of children stood a massive circular structure equally as large. It was called the Rift Gate, and it was what connected this world to Elysium.
Standing in the midst of the children was a boy who seemed more anxious than everyone present. Though a deep fear was taking up residence in his heart, he made sure to keep his cool.
Everything was riding on this. Drawing his attention was the strange mix of lights which was emitted from the hovering spheres overhead. There were at least a hundred of them hovering over the children in one location or the other.
Pulling his cap closer to his face, Saturis made sure to not reveal his identity, while guising it as trying to repel the gentle rain that patted on everyone. He couldn't reveal his identity no matter what, the rebels risked their lives to make sure he made it in here this very day.
