Author's Notes: The reason I made this story is because…When I seen this I just wanted to write about the event and how epic was it. Also…readers if I get any this is my first story so please…leave something.

Disclaimer: I almost forgotten. I do not own a thing maybe a OC but then again the wonderful folk that made this may own them too.

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Different faces and races populated this popular pub, Sitting Moogle, one of the few pubs located in the snowy city of Moorabella. A gracious smile was pasted on the face of the elder bartender as he was busy, cleaning one of the dirty glasses. Glancing out to the crowded pub, listening to the multitude of conversation, some louder than the others, coming from a rowdy clans that was celebrating their victories with their riotous laughter. The others were uncomfortably low, making it hard to hear what that group was talking about but perhaps that was for the best for him and the others like him. Placing down the glass he was thoroughly wiping, the bells that served for the 'alarm' for more customers gave a gentle tinkle as some of the faces already in turn to look at the group of people that came into the door.

A young Hume boy with attire of that which is said to be a soldier but also be his personal wear that was with the group walked up to the counter and smirk at bartender before speaking aloud, still grinning.

"Hey, did the bill from White King of Cinquleur came in yet?"Another hume appeared beside him, a girl with a silvery hair that matched the color of the slush snow that lain outside the door and all around the city and her clothing was very similar of those of a thief but they also had a cat-like appearance to them.

"Luso, the bill will come whenever it will...just wait" The boy let out a soft sigh and turn to the side to give his female friend, a light glare.

"Yeah but it need to hurry!" Turning back to the barkeep, the boy questioned the old man again. "Well did it?" Chuckling, the man pulls an sealed envelope address for "Clan Gully". "Ye it did just a short while ago…Good luck with this one Clan Gully I'm sure y'all will be needing it". With that said, the bartender turn back to his bar as the clan paid the fee for the bill and marched out the door.

"Ai, that boy is going to end up wearing himself out" the old man said, chuckling to himself as one of the drinker from the table came to buy another bottle of alcohol.

Making record time toward the outskirt of the frozen city of scholars, Clan Gully being lead by the same boy who was rescued from near death of the gigantic crush trice, Klestia to meet the final "King" in the field of battle.

"So who are we going to bring to the fight" A being with a mask covering her mouth and nose and only leaving her eyes and long hair visible. The obvious things that singled her out as one of the Viera, the tall, agile, and magically inclined race was the color of her hair, the ears on her head and the shape of her body.

"The same people who we brought to the other fights with them…You, Vergis, Coryn, Zoe, and Philip" The same boy from earlier pointing back to the Viera and then to the draconic gladiator and then the dog-like Sage, his finger zipping over to girl with dragon wing with a 2 handed sword and finally their long ranger, the Moogle fiddling with the long barrel " And finally me" giving everyone a cocky smirk, pointing to himself.

Reaching out the edge of town in a hour time, the group started running to the area the White king requested their fight which was very close to the city. In a few minutes, a lone body slowly being made out in the falling snow.

"I wonder who are we fighting now" Luso wondered aloud as they was getting closer to the waiting person. Coryn looks toward him and answered "Honestly, I don't know but we are going to find out real soon"

Reaching their destination, the clan noticed a Nu Mou in white mage robe standing higher up on the hill, a noble air surrounded the nu mou as he spoke "I am Blanch, the White King of Cinquleur, I am the last king that you will face in the field of battle, I hope you all are prepared for this for I will not hold back and I hope you all will give me a good battle" speaking to the six that step out of the group while the rest walked over to the sidelines to watch the fight.

"The most powerful mage in thisss group issss a white mage….? I don't know what to sssay about thisss" the armored lizard said mainly to the group. Up above the dog glared back down at this Bangaa as he shouted "I heard that!" Now a shining light appeared in the middle of the two groups, a judge appeared from the light as he gave out the rules and to get the privilege Gully have chosen this time "The law this time is No Debuffs…Your privilege Clan Gully?"

Luso step forward to answer "Our privilege is Power Raise" the full armored judge nods his head as he warp out of the battlefield to the sideline to watch them to see if they end up breaking the law and if they do to give them their punishment.

"Now let this Battle begin and I will show you my power, Clan Gully" Blanch said with finality as he raise his hand up in the air. Luso and the others tighten their grip on their weapons as he shouted "Let give it our all this is our last battle with them and you all know the plan Pastelle, Vergis and Zoe with me!" the group charged toward Nu Mou

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My first attempt at Story Writing if any problem tell me and I'll see what I can do to fix the problem