"He's here!! He's actually here! Achill, the True God of Death—"
"I thought it was just a joke, but I never imagined! Never imagined!! Never imagined he'd actually appear—"
"The strongest man of his era! The strongest of the last era, a man no one ever surpassed—"
"Achill of the Ten Wizard Saints! Achill, the True God of Death!! An absolute legend of the magic world!!!"
"He's really here!!!"
Cries and exclamations rose one after another from the surrounding stands. Eyes filled with awe and shock fixed on Achill down in the arena! Even after seven whole years, even after he had vanished for seven long years, the moment he appeared again and revealed himself before them all, awe and respect welled up from deep within their hearts, filling them just as they always had—
For a moment, he stole the spotlight from everyone present! The day's succession of shocks reached yet another peak—
A holder of the title of Ten Wizard Saint, a holder of the title of the strongest of his era! A human who commanded power that was anything but human, power that far surpassed humanity itself!! The battle of Wolf Island had shocked the world! His proud courage in standing against the Black Dragon had outshone almost everyone! And then there was that strength, strength that scarcely belonged to a human at all—
This was Achill! This was the majesty of the strongest god of death—
"All right, I'm sure you all have a question. Why does Fairy Tail have two teams—" Seeing that Achill's entrance had completely stunned the arena, Chapati raised his voice to explain, though he hardly felt it necessary. "In fact, each guild is allowed to enter two teams in this tournament! And not just two—even if they wanted to send three