"Um... I'm a little embarrassed to ask, but how much longer until we can eat?"
"I ran all the way here from the Collective of Plenty at full speed, crossing a huge distance to reach the Sacred Flame Stadium, so..."
Varesa muttered in a somewhat embarrassed whisper. As she spoke, her stomach happened to rumble as well. Clearly, Varesa was already hungry.
"We really can't rush this. Everyone must be tired after coming all the way here today, so why don't we rest for a day and officially begin the ritual tomorrow?"
"It's my treat this time. Just tell me whatever you'd like to eat!"
Lumine thought about how her friends had all come for her sake. Naturally, she ought to treat them.
At that, Paimon looked at the smiling Traveler. She had done some more commissions lately and earned several hundred thousand Mora, so she certainly had the funds to treat everyone.
"Oh, we couldn't possibly..."
Chasca did feel a little tired. She had only just mediated a dispute between some members of the Flowerfeather Clan that morning when the chief instructed her to deliver the Blazing Stone passed down through the tribe for so long-namely, the Blazing Flint Ore. She had flown straight to the Sacred Flame Stadium without stopping and was indeed a little tired.
After all, that cannon required her phlogiston to power it, and phlogiston could be converted from physical stamina. This was a talent unique to the people of Natlan.
So Chasca really had expended a great deal of stamina maintaining her flight, flying several hundred kilometers from the Flowerfeather Clan in the west to the Sacred Flame Stadium in the center.
{PS: I'm not sure exactly how big Natlan is either, but describing the distance from the Flowerfeather Clan to the Sacred Flame