Victory!

Under the night sky

The white emblem of Sabertooth gleamed. Though the victor of the Grand Magic Games had already been decided, Sting still declared war on Fairy Tail!

To everyone else, this meaningless act was a lifeline to him.

Fairies throughout Crocus saw that silver tiger as well.

Without the slightest hesitation, though they were already badly wounded, though they needed support just to walk, though they would still be the victors even if they gave up, they stepped forward in unison.

Their expressions were resolute and fearless!

The spectators stared blankly at the scene. The results had already told them who the victors were, but those battered figures who refused to give up and continued onward were deeply etched into their minds.

Perhaps even years later, some people would still be unable to forget this scene. The fairies who had already won faced the fierce tiger without fear, their battered bodies determined to spread their wings and soar in the most perfect fashion.

Under the pure white moonlight

The five members of Fairy Tail arrived before Sting. Their bodies looked as though a strong wind could knock them over, yet they stood firmly before him.

"What a sight. You're all mages I admired seven years ago."

"Quit rambling. This is the final battle!"

"We'll fight you one-on-one. Who do you want to choose?"

Even in this state, they still did not want to take advantage of Sting.

"Come at me together. One-on-one would be too boring with you looking like this!"

Sting said arrogantly, but deep in his eyes lay a trace of fear that even he had not noticed. The arrogance in his gaze seemed to exist solely to conceal that fear!

"Don't underestimate Fairy Tail!"

"How could I? I hold you in the highest respect!