In a far, far away magical place known as Wizard City, the sun shines across the infamous Ravenwood schools of magic, as two mysterious individuals arrived; a boy with a red straw hat and what seemed to be a traditional Mooshu attire; his eyes were blood red and he had this look on his face, almost as if he was ready for a bloody battle with malicious intent. And with him was a girl with an angelic-like drape, her eyes were brown and she seemed to be calm and composed, but something about her was unsettling, almost as if she had an aura of unthinkable strength around her that made you wonder just how strong she can really become. The people in the place stared at them, as these people were not just any foreigners. After arriving at Ravenwood, a private at the door nervously approaches them, with his hand on his weapon, preparing for the worst case scenario.
Private Stillson: And who might you strangers be? You do not seem as though you are from around here, what brings you to Ravenwood?
Unknown boy: *speaks in a very humorous, arrogant tone* We are just here to turn around and go, don't mind us. Why the heck else would we be here f...*a hand comes out of nowhere, covering his whole face as he struggles to continue speaking*
Unknown girl: *holding on to the unknown idiot's face* Please excuse my friend, he seems to have lost his manners all of a sudden.
Unknown boy: Yeah, and you seemed to have lost your...*finally, the idiot is knocked down by a smack, about time*
Unknown girl: Anyway, as I was saying...
*Private Stillson stares at them for a moment, thinking to himself, "Who are these two idiots?"*
Unknown girl: ...my name is Nora DeathBlood, Conjurer of Mount Olymus. And this is Miguel, Pyromancer of The Great Spyre, and we are here to become the best in the rankings and ultimately become the headmasters of the Spiral.